Torrie looked strangely at Lita when she came in the limo. "Where is your veil? And you hair?! What happened?" Lita smiled. "Damn wind. And as for the veil--I'll just get my hair fixed. I dont need the veil.
~~1 hour later~~
Chris made sure his boutonniere was on straight and he turned to Lance. "You have the rings, right?" Lance patted his breast pocket. "Check." Chris nodded. "Okay, good...good." He turned when Christian came into the room. "Lita's here...the priest said we should be starting in a few." Chris exhaled. "Okay." This should be the happiest moment of his life. So why did he feel like something was wrong?
*****
Steph's eyes opened slowly. She groaned and found herself in darkness. Her blood trickled down the side of her face. Some of it was already drying and flaking on her skin. She moved and felt the pain rocket through her. She groped and shrieked when she touched the skin of someone that wasn't her. That's when it all came rushing back to her. Lita…the lies…Kurt…the baby. She hesitantly touched who she assumed was Kurt. She gently shook him. "Kurt? Kurt?" He moaned softly and moved slightly. "Kurt, get up. Please." She whimpered. She felt around her surroundings and came to the conclusion that they were in the closet. Steph reached for the handle and found it locked--jammed--something. She had to get out.
*****
Lita checked herself in the mirror. She turned to Torrie and Jaqueline. "I'm ready to be Mrs. Chris Jericho."
*****
Steph frantically shook Kurt. He mumbled something and groaned again. She slapped the side of his face. Part of the reason was her anxiety, the other was her anger. Kurt was supposed to be her friend. She trusted him...made love to him. Kurt spoke weakly. "Steph?" He knew that slap anywhere. Steph grabbed for Kurt. "Kurt! You have to get us out of here. We have to get out." Kurt's hand slowly went for the knob. Locked. He didnt know of he had the strength to knock it down. His head was splitting open...he lost a great deal of blood. "Kurt...you owe me for this. You have to get this open." Kurt's thought became clear as he looked into the darkness. She was right. He needed to get them out. He owed her.
*****
Chris walked to the front of the chapel. The orchestra he ordered began playing an instrumental ballad as the wedding began.
*****
Kurt slammed himself against it. It was no use. He was too weak. "Steph I can't...Im so tired..." Steph gripped his arm. "Angle. You're gonna do this. Open that door. Now!" Kurt gathered all the strength he had left and stood. He let out a cry as he rushed all his weight at the door. The door splintered and fell open. Kurt toppled to the ground. Steph scrambled out of the closet and leaned over Kurt. He was breathing heavily and looked at the ceiling as he laid on the floor. His eyes slowly went to her. "Save Chris, Steph. Before it's too late." And Steph ran.
*****
Lita's hands were clasped with Chris's. She was reciting her vows now. "...you've been my rock. Whenever I needed you, I knew you'd be there. Chris, you're my other half, my missing piece. And I--I've never felt so complete with out you. I love you. I trust you. And I cant wait to spend the rest of my life with you." She smiled as Chris kissed her hand. The priest nodded. "The rings..."
*****
The cab driver looked in his mirror. "Lady, you look like shit run over twice...I think I need to take you to the hospital." Steph held her head. She was pale and getting weaker. "I didnt pay you $100 for you opinion. Just get to the fucking chapel and step on it before I go crazy."
*****
Chris slipped the simple band on her finger. "With this ring...I thee wed." Lita glowed and took ring from Lance. She slowly slipped it on his finger. "And with this ring...I thee wed." The priest smiled. "Now if there is any reason that anyone in attendance feels these two shouldnt be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace..."
*****
Steph stumbled up the steps and stopped short when Chris and Lita burst through the doors being showered with rose petals. Steph fell to her knees. Chris came to an immediate halt. Lita froze and gripped Chris's hand. Steph looked up at the two. "Did I make it...am I too late?" She then slumped over on the ground in a dead faint.
~~1 hour later~~
Chris made sure his boutonniere was on straight and he turned to Lance. "You have the rings, right?" Lance patted his breast pocket. "Check." Chris nodded. "Okay, good...good." He turned when Christian came into the room. "Lita's here...the priest said we should be starting in a few." Chris exhaled. "Okay." This should be the happiest moment of his life. So why did he feel like something was wrong?
*****
Steph's eyes opened slowly. She groaned and found herself in darkness. Her blood trickled down the side of her face. Some of it was already drying and flaking on her skin. She moved and felt the pain rocket through her. She groped and shrieked when she touched the skin of someone that wasn't her. That's when it all came rushing back to her. Lita…the lies…Kurt…the baby. She hesitantly touched who she assumed was Kurt. She gently shook him. "Kurt? Kurt?" He moaned softly and moved slightly. "Kurt, get up. Please." She whimpered. She felt around her surroundings and came to the conclusion that they were in the closet. Steph reached for the handle and found it locked--jammed--something. She had to get out.
*****
Lita checked herself in the mirror. She turned to Torrie and Jaqueline. "I'm ready to be Mrs. Chris Jericho."
*****
Steph frantically shook Kurt. He mumbled something and groaned again. She slapped the side of his face. Part of the reason was her anxiety, the other was her anger. Kurt was supposed to be her friend. She trusted him...made love to him. Kurt spoke weakly. "Steph?" He knew that slap anywhere. Steph grabbed for Kurt. "Kurt! You have to get us out of here. We have to get out." Kurt's hand slowly went for the knob. Locked. He didnt know of he had the strength to knock it down. His head was splitting open...he lost a great deal of blood. "Kurt...you owe me for this. You have to get this open." Kurt's thought became clear as he looked into the darkness. She was right. He needed to get them out. He owed her.
*****
Chris walked to the front of the chapel. The orchestra he ordered began playing an instrumental ballad as the wedding began.
*****
Kurt slammed himself against it. It was no use. He was too weak. "Steph I can't...Im so tired..." Steph gripped his arm. "Angle. You're gonna do this. Open that door. Now!" Kurt gathered all the strength he had left and stood. He let out a cry as he rushed all his weight at the door. The door splintered and fell open. Kurt toppled to the ground. Steph scrambled out of the closet and leaned over Kurt. He was breathing heavily and looked at the ceiling as he laid on the floor. His eyes slowly went to her. "Save Chris, Steph. Before it's too late." And Steph ran.
*****
Lita's hands were clasped with Chris's. She was reciting her vows now. "...you've been my rock. Whenever I needed you, I knew you'd be there. Chris, you're my other half, my missing piece. And I--I've never felt so complete with out you. I love you. I trust you. And I cant wait to spend the rest of my life with you." She smiled as Chris kissed her hand. The priest nodded. "The rings..."
*****
The cab driver looked in his mirror. "Lady, you look like shit run over twice...I think I need to take you to the hospital." Steph held her head. She was pale and getting weaker. "I didnt pay you $100 for you opinion. Just get to the fucking chapel and step on it before I go crazy."
*****
Chris slipped the simple band on her finger. "With this ring...I thee wed." Lita glowed and took ring from Lance. She slowly slipped it on his finger. "And with this ring...I thee wed." The priest smiled. "Now if there is any reason that anyone in attendance feels these two shouldnt be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace..."
*****
Steph stumbled up the steps and stopped short when Chris and Lita burst through the doors being showered with rose petals. Steph fell to her knees. Chris came to an immediate halt. Lita froze and gripped Chris's hand. Steph looked up at the two. "Did I make it...am I too late?" She then slumped over on the ground in a dead faint.