A/N: I don't own anybody. Also, I'm using the wrestler's real names,
unless I don't know them. HHH= Paul Levesque
When Stephanie woke up the next morning, she noticed that Chris was still there with her. Thoughts started to run through her head. Why did Chris stay with her? Why was he so willing to help her out? Did he like her? Stephanie laughed out loud at the last thought. iThere's no way he could like me/i, she thought.
A few moments later, Chris woke up from his uncomfortable position on the chair he was sitting on. He looked up at Stephanie and inwardly cringed. Her bruises were getting darker and she still had deep cuts all over her. Stephanie saw that look on his face and shook her head slowly. "Feeling bad won't get you anywhere, Chris. I'm fine."
He sighed in defeat, then nodded. "As long as you are ok, I'll be ok."
The two talked for a while, then Stephanie complained that her stomach was growling and she refused to eat the hospital food, so Chris offered to go out and get her some breakfast.
"Are you sure you'll be ok while I'm gone?"
"Yes, Chris, I'll be fine. I promise."
"Ok Princess. I'll be back shortly."
Stephanie watched Chris walk out the door then smiled. She was impressed with how sweet he could be. Stephanie started to think about all the nice things he had done for her when he found her behind the dumpster. She never knew that he could care about anybody that much, especially her. She then realized that Chris wasn't nearly as bad as she had always thought he was. Stephanie's thoughts were interrupted when she heard a nurse come into the room.
"Someone is here to see you, Miss McMahon."
Stephanie nodded, wondering who it could be. She wasn't really in the mood for visitors right now.
Moments later, Paul walked into the room and closed the door behind him. Stephanie's eyes widened when she saw who had just walked into her room. She tried to sit up as best as she could.
"What are you doing here, Paul?"
"Oh, I just came to see how my lovely girlfriend was doing."
Stephanie felt her face turn red with anger. "You idiot! You are the reason I'm here right now. If it weren't for Chris, I could be dead, all because of YOU!"
"Chris? Chris Irvine?"
Stephanie rolled her eyes. "Yes, Chris Irvine, you big dope. What other Chris' are there besides Benoit and Nowinski?" She was seriously starting to grow impatient with him, and to be honest, she was scared as well. She was silently hoping that Chris would return soon.
"Why in the world would Chris come to save you? He doesn't care about you Steph. He never has and he never will. He's just an egotistical little boy. Sorry to break it to you but you're stuck with me young lady."
Feeling a sudden rush of confidence and bravery, Stephanie sat up further in her hospital bed. "I'm sorry Paul, but you don't control my life. I do. And you know what? Last night was the last straw." She felt her voice start to rise with each word. "And you know what else? We're through. I want nothing to do with you." She started to shake her finger at Paul. "And don't you dare talk about Chris like that. He is more of a man than you will EVER be."
Filled with rage, Paul rushed over to Stephanie and pushed her down against the bed. "We're not through until I say we're through, got it?" Stephanie started to whimper quietly. She hated that Paul made her feel so weak, but there was no way she could fight against him. He'd tear her apart.
Hunter started to tighten his grip around Stephanie's arms, but was suddenly pulled away from her and whirled around. He came face to face with a very angry Chris.
"I suggest you never touch her again, junior," Chris said through clenched teeth. Without giving Paul time to say anything in return, Chris grabbed Paul and tossed him out the door, demanding that he be escorted from the building.
When Chris got back into the room, he saw that Stephanie was curled up in a little ball with tears flowing from her eyes.
He immediately sat down beside her and held her hand. He wiped the tears from her eyes and gently tucked some of her hair behind her ear.
"I am so sorry Steph. If I would have got here sooner, I probably could have stopped him from coming in here. I'm going to be more careful from now on. I wouldn't let Paul hurt you again."
Stephanie's crying started to die down a little. She looked up at Chris. "I really don't know why you are being so nice to me, but I appreciate it. In case you didn't hear, I dumped Hunter. I assume I'm going to be out for several weeks because of this, but it's good to know that I'll have you to look after me."
Chris smiled then nodded a little. "Steph, I-um, I don't want you going back home by yourself, so I was going to ask Vince to give me some time off so I could take care of you."
Stephanie sat up, shocked. "Chris, thank you, but I can manage-"
Chris held his hands up. "You're hurt badly Steph. Please, just let me take care of you. I won't be able to concentrate on anything if I know you are out there by yourself."
Steph sighed quietly, then winced at the pain that it caused. "Ok Chris, if you insist."
Minutes later, Chris was on the phone with Vince asking permission to take some time off from work to take care of Stephanie. Vince didn't seem to have any problem with it.
Chris told Stephanie that Vince had agreed. Steph reached over and grabbed Chris' hand. "Thank you," she said quietly.
He nodded slightly. Chris noticed Stephanie was falling asleep, so he waited until after she was asleep to speak. "Anything for you," he finally said.
When Stephanie woke up the next morning, she noticed that Chris was still there with her. Thoughts started to run through her head. Why did Chris stay with her? Why was he so willing to help her out? Did he like her? Stephanie laughed out loud at the last thought. iThere's no way he could like me/i, she thought.
A few moments later, Chris woke up from his uncomfortable position on the chair he was sitting on. He looked up at Stephanie and inwardly cringed. Her bruises were getting darker and she still had deep cuts all over her. Stephanie saw that look on his face and shook her head slowly. "Feeling bad won't get you anywhere, Chris. I'm fine."
He sighed in defeat, then nodded. "As long as you are ok, I'll be ok."
The two talked for a while, then Stephanie complained that her stomach was growling and she refused to eat the hospital food, so Chris offered to go out and get her some breakfast.
"Are you sure you'll be ok while I'm gone?"
"Yes, Chris, I'll be fine. I promise."
"Ok Princess. I'll be back shortly."
Stephanie watched Chris walk out the door then smiled. She was impressed with how sweet he could be. Stephanie started to think about all the nice things he had done for her when he found her behind the dumpster. She never knew that he could care about anybody that much, especially her. She then realized that Chris wasn't nearly as bad as she had always thought he was. Stephanie's thoughts were interrupted when she heard a nurse come into the room.
"Someone is here to see you, Miss McMahon."
Stephanie nodded, wondering who it could be. She wasn't really in the mood for visitors right now.
Moments later, Paul walked into the room and closed the door behind him. Stephanie's eyes widened when she saw who had just walked into her room. She tried to sit up as best as she could.
"What are you doing here, Paul?"
"Oh, I just came to see how my lovely girlfriend was doing."
Stephanie felt her face turn red with anger. "You idiot! You are the reason I'm here right now. If it weren't for Chris, I could be dead, all because of YOU!"
"Chris? Chris Irvine?"
Stephanie rolled her eyes. "Yes, Chris Irvine, you big dope. What other Chris' are there besides Benoit and Nowinski?" She was seriously starting to grow impatient with him, and to be honest, she was scared as well. She was silently hoping that Chris would return soon.
"Why in the world would Chris come to save you? He doesn't care about you Steph. He never has and he never will. He's just an egotistical little boy. Sorry to break it to you but you're stuck with me young lady."
Feeling a sudden rush of confidence and bravery, Stephanie sat up further in her hospital bed. "I'm sorry Paul, but you don't control my life. I do. And you know what? Last night was the last straw." She felt her voice start to rise with each word. "And you know what else? We're through. I want nothing to do with you." She started to shake her finger at Paul. "And don't you dare talk about Chris like that. He is more of a man than you will EVER be."
Filled with rage, Paul rushed over to Stephanie and pushed her down against the bed. "We're not through until I say we're through, got it?" Stephanie started to whimper quietly. She hated that Paul made her feel so weak, but there was no way she could fight against him. He'd tear her apart.
Hunter started to tighten his grip around Stephanie's arms, but was suddenly pulled away from her and whirled around. He came face to face with a very angry Chris.
"I suggest you never touch her again, junior," Chris said through clenched teeth. Without giving Paul time to say anything in return, Chris grabbed Paul and tossed him out the door, demanding that he be escorted from the building.
When Chris got back into the room, he saw that Stephanie was curled up in a little ball with tears flowing from her eyes.
He immediately sat down beside her and held her hand. He wiped the tears from her eyes and gently tucked some of her hair behind her ear.
"I am so sorry Steph. If I would have got here sooner, I probably could have stopped him from coming in here. I'm going to be more careful from now on. I wouldn't let Paul hurt you again."
Stephanie's crying started to die down a little. She looked up at Chris. "I really don't know why you are being so nice to me, but I appreciate it. In case you didn't hear, I dumped Hunter. I assume I'm going to be out for several weeks because of this, but it's good to know that I'll have you to look after me."
Chris smiled then nodded a little. "Steph, I-um, I don't want you going back home by yourself, so I was going to ask Vince to give me some time off so I could take care of you."
Stephanie sat up, shocked. "Chris, thank you, but I can manage-"
Chris held his hands up. "You're hurt badly Steph. Please, just let me take care of you. I won't be able to concentrate on anything if I know you are out there by yourself."
Steph sighed quietly, then winced at the pain that it caused. "Ok Chris, if you insist."
Minutes later, Chris was on the phone with Vince asking permission to take some time off from work to take care of Stephanie. Vince didn't seem to have any problem with it.
Chris told Stephanie that Vince had agreed. Steph reached over and grabbed Chris' hand. "Thank you," she said quietly.
He nodded slightly. Chris noticed Stephanie was falling asleep, so he waited until after she was asleep to speak. "Anything for you," he finally said.