It was night now and everyone was asleep. Chris managed to keep unnoticed
while they watched TV, but he was still in denial. That night, as everyone
slept, he was awake with his thoughts.
"I can't be sick. Not me, not now. I'm Chris Jericho, Y2J, a larger than life living legend. The king of the world just doesn't get sick." Chris was muttering sadly to himself, he was getting worse by the minute and wasn't ready to accept it, and wasn't about to tell anyone.
"Hey, who's talking in their sleep?" A groggy voice asked and Chris sat up.
"Sorry." He yawned and looked over to see Stephanie roll over.
"You having a nightmare?" She asked, her eyes still very heavy with sleep.
"Yea, I guess so." Chris shrugged.
"What was it about?" Steph replied, turning onto her back.
"Uh." Chris stopped and made up a story in his head. "Ozzy Osborne was chasing me through a department store, like Target, and he stopped when I bought him a fake toy gun."
"Ok." Steph said, not knowing what to think. "Well, good night."
"Night." Chris smirked as she fell back to sleep. Chris sighed and decided to sleep too.
"Rise and shine!" Rikishi yelled and Shawn leaped up from his bed.
"Ee! Shishta!" He gasped and pounded his chest to get his heart beating. "What is it?"
"Breakfast!" Rikishi cheered. "Make me some food."
"Aw!" Shawn fell back onto his bed. "Go ask somebody else."
"Ok." Rikishi walked off to another person's bed. "Wake up!" He cried.
"Good God!" This time it was Triple H who Rikishi woke up.
"Breakfast time, I'm hungry!" Rikishi cried.
"Next bed." Triple H said, putting the pillow over his head.
"Alright." Rikishi walked to the next bed. "Ollie-ollie oxen free!"
"I didn't do it I swear!" Hulk snapped to attention.
"Hi." Rikishi smiled at him.
"No Rikishi, I don't want to make you breakfast." Hogan sighed. "Called room service."
"Ok!" Rikishi's face lit up and he ran to the phone, jumping onto Jericho's bed.
"E gads man!" Chris coughed to catch his breath.
"Sh, sh, sh." Rikishi silenced him and went to ordering food. "Yes, a plate of sausage, bacon, a dozen pancakes."
"Oh Jesus." Chris rolled out of bed and decided he'd stay awake since it was almost 7. A while later, after Rikishi's breakfast, slash brunch, everyone was up and ready for the day.
"I'm bored." Jeff moaned as he sat down on the floor.
"We can't go outside." Chris Benoit looked out the window, it was damp and freezing.
"What can we do then?" Triple H asked.
"I got it!" Shawn leaped into the room and everyone turned to him. "Let's do karaoke."
"Yea!" Everyone cheered and began to set up the living room as the stage.
"Hey, what's going on?" Edge asked as he, Lance Storm and Jericho came in the room.
"Karaoke!" Everyone cheered, raising their hands in the air.
"I'm in." The three grinned and everyone sat down as Shawn took the stage.
"Quiet down." Shawn said to the clapping crowd. "I'm not singing."
"Aw." Everyone silenced sadly.
"Now, I'm up for volunteers. Anyone?" Shawn asked and people began to raise a hand.
"Oh, oh, oh!" Jericho bounced up and down.
"You." Shawn pointed at him and everyone clapped. Jericho took the stage as Shawn got off. "Why don't you sing us a Fozzy song?" Shawn suggested and Jericho shrugged.
"I got the CD." Christian put it in the entertainment center and the music began.
"Ok." Chris cleared his throat and began to sing. "I'm drowning in the shadows that creep in my mind." Chris sang but stopped and stared at everyone as they looked up at him.
"What was that?" Hogan was in shock. Everyone began to mutter, Chris realized what just happened. He'd forgotten to hide his messed up voice and now the cat was out of the bag.
"Chris?" Stephanie stood up and he turned to her like a puppy who knew he did bad.
"What's wrong?" Shawn asked and Chris went to answer but chose not too.
"Oh don't tell me, do let me guess." Triple H held up a hand. "You feel a tad under the weather." Triple H began and Chris nodded. "You didn't go to a doctor." Triple H went on and Chris nodded again. "And everyone's ok with this?" Triple H asked and Chris nodded smiling.
"Ok, did I miss something?" Rikishi asked and everyone turned to him.
"Relax." Jericho muttered, knowing everyone would go overboard since he's youngest.
"Chris, why not just go see a doctor?" RVD asked, getting tired of the charade.
"I, I can't.." Jericho sighed, knowing they wouldn't understand.
"Oh, and why not?" Jeff asked. "I mean, it's not like you've never been to one before."
"Yea." Steph laughed in agreement and Jericho just shrugged. "Right?"
"Why not just go see the company doctor, he already has a file on you." RVD suggested.
"I agree, let's go." Shawn stood up. "I bet he doesn't even remember you since you haven't seen him for over three years." Shawn laughed and tugged on Chris's arm but he didn't go. "Hey, come on, let's go." Shawn continued to pull but then stopped and stopped laughing.
"Chris, you have seen the doctor before, haven't you?" Stephanie's eyes narrowed.
"Well," Jericho gulped and a shiver went down his spine.
"You have, right?" Triple H got up in his face and Chris cowered.
"Oh yea sure I, no." Jericho began to lie but then quietly admitted the truth.
"You're here illegally?" Shawn's jaw dropped.
"He's a US citizen you dumb ass." RVD growled, rolling his eyes.
"No, here in the WWE." Jeff turned to Chris and he lowered his head. "Oh my god."
"I have a plan to set this all out." Stephanie stepped forward. "And nobody ever has to know ok?" Everyone nodded and Steph began to explain. "He goes to the doctor now and we make the papers look like he did back in August of '99 and nobody's the wiser. Got it?" Everyone nodded and Stephanie looked around. "Nobody must ever know." She shut the door.
Later that day.
"No, I don't wanna go!" Chris wailed as Rikishi and Jeff tried to pull him through the door. Finally they were able to overpower him and they yanked him to the floor.
"Now don't worry Chris, it'll be just a little checkup." RVD said as they dragged him.
"What a baby." Shawn pouted as Chris dug his claws into the carpet, tearing it wildly.
"Yea, some way to have fun." Triple H agreed, folding his arms in boredom.
"Hunter, you just gave me the best idea for entertainment." Shawn grinned slyly.
"What do you have in mind?" Triple H turned to him and listened to his plan.
"Just sit on the table." Stephanie pointed to the doctor table.
"No." Jericho waved her off and she tried not to explode in rage.
"Sit down." Stephanie growled, trying to hold in her temper.
"I said no." Jericho tried to kick her like a little boy. That did it!
"Sit down this instant!" Steph yelled and Chris sat down quickly.
"Hello." A voice made them all turn to see two doctors. "I'm doctor, uh, JP."
"And I'm doctor, uh, Lee." The other one said and Chris began to shiver.
"Hi, this is Chris." Stephanie said and she shoved the others to the corner.
"The patient." Dr. Lee said and turned to Dr. JP and snickered. If you haven't guessed already, Lee is Shawn Michaels and JP is Triple H. They're disguised as doctors.
"I'll fill out the forms." Dr. JP said and filled them out to show that Jericho had really seen the doctor long before he'd made his WWE debut and was in the company legally.
"Now for the fun." Dr. Lee said to Dr. JP and went over to Chris. "Alright lad, stand up." He instructed and Jericho did, though he was shaking so hard his knees nearly buckled. "Let's have you turn your head and hold your arm out." Dr. Lee said, trying not to laugh, and Chris did. "Good." Dr. Lee hung his stethoscope over Jericho's stretched out arm. "Now close your eyes." Dr. Lee said and Chris did. "Ok, open them." Chris did and he had a plastic bag over his head. He waved his arms to get it off and dropped the stethoscope, which got tangled on his foot and nearly tripped him. Dr. Lee couldn't help but snicker at the peeved Jericho. "Alright, turn around and cough." Jericho did and didn't realize he'd just coughed on Stephanie.
"Sorry." He blushed quietly, seeing her now.
"Ew." Steph wiped the germ filled spit off.
"Ok, enough." Dr. JP finished filling out the paperwork. The two left.
"Uh, is that it?" Jericho asked hopefully.
"Yes, let's go." Stephanie growled and pulled his arm.
"No it's not." Jeff pointed out but Rikishi elbowed him. "What was that for?"
"Don't make us stay. It's lunchtime and I'm hungry." He complained.
"Let's just go already." Steph turned around.
"Wait, where's Shawn and Trips?" RVD asked.
"Here." They rushed into the room after changing.
"Great, let's go finally." Stephanie trudged past them, they snickered and slapped high fives. But what they didn't know was that Shawn and Triple H had signed the forms with fake names and there was only one company doctor, and Vince knew who that was.
Later that day at the office.
"What's this?" Vince saw Chris's medical folder laying on his desk for some reason.
"Hey what's up?" The company doctor, and trainer, Dan walked in. "What's that?"
"Dan, did you ever see Chris under the name of JP or Lee?" Vince asked angrily.
"No, why?" Dan shook his head and took the folder from Vince's tightened fist.
"Oh, no reason." Vince said suspiciously, knowing what was going on now. "The only reason is, now we have a certain wrestler to see about a certain doctor visitation medical file."
"I can't be sick. Not me, not now. I'm Chris Jericho, Y2J, a larger than life living legend. The king of the world just doesn't get sick." Chris was muttering sadly to himself, he was getting worse by the minute and wasn't ready to accept it, and wasn't about to tell anyone.
"Hey, who's talking in their sleep?" A groggy voice asked and Chris sat up.
"Sorry." He yawned and looked over to see Stephanie roll over.
"You having a nightmare?" She asked, her eyes still very heavy with sleep.
"Yea, I guess so." Chris shrugged.
"What was it about?" Steph replied, turning onto her back.
"Uh." Chris stopped and made up a story in his head. "Ozzy Osborne was chasing me through a department store, like Target, and he stopped when I bought him a fake toy gun."
"Ok." Steph said, not knowing what to think. "Well, good night."
"Night." Chris smirked as she fell back to sleep. Chris sighed and decided to sleep too.
"Rise and shine!" Rikishi yelled and Shawn leaped up from his bed.
"Ee! Shishta!" He gasped and pounded his chest to get his heart beating. "What is it?"
"Breakfast!" Rikishi cheered. "Make me some food."
"Aw!" Shawn fell back onto his bed. "Go ask somebody else."
"Ok." Rikishi walked off to another person's bed. "Wake up!" He cried.
"Good God!" This time it was Triple H who Rikishi woke up.
"Breakfast time, I'm hungry!" Rikishi cried.
"Next bed." Triple H said, putting the pillow over his head.
"Alright." Rikishi walked to the next bed. "Ollie-ollie oxen free!"
"I didn't do it I swear!" Hulk snapped to attention.
"Hi." Rikishi smiled at him.
"No Rikishi, I don't want to make you breakfast." Hogan sighed. "Called room service."
"Ok!" Rikishi's face lit up and he ran to the phone, jumping onto Jericho's bed.
"E gads man!" Chris coughed to catch his breath.
"Sh, sh, sh." Rikishi silenced him and went to ordering food. "Yes, a plate of sausage, bacon, a dozen pancakes."
"Oh Jesus." Chris rolled out of bed and decided he'd stay awake since it was almost 7. A while later, after Rikishi's breakfast, slash brunch, everyone was up and ready for the day.
"I'm bored." Jeff moaned as he sat down on the floor.
"We can't go outside." Chris Benoit looked out the window, it was damp and freezing.
"What can we do then?" Triple H asked.
"I got it!" Shawn leaped into the room and everyone turned to him. "Let's do karaoke."
"Yea!" Everyone cheered and began to set up the living room as the stage.
"Hey, what's going on?" Edge asked as he, Lance Storm and Jericho came in the room.
"Karaoke!" Everyone cheered, raising their hands in the air.
"I'm in." The three grinned and everyone sat down as Shawn took the stage.
"Quiet down." Shawn said to the clapping crowd. "I'm not singing."
"Aw." Everyone silenced sadly.
"Now, I'm up for volunteers. Anyone?" Shawn asked and people began to raise a hand.
"Oh, oh, oh!" Jericho bounced up and down.
"You." Shawn pointed at him and everyone clapped. Jericho took the stage as Shawn got off. "Why don't you sing us a Fozzy song?" Shawn suggested and Jericho shrugged.
"I got the CD." Christian put it in the entertainment center and the music began.
"Ok." Chris cleared his throat and began to sing. "I'm drowning in the shadows that creep in my mind." Chris sang but stopped and stared at everyone as they looked up at him.
"What was that?" Hogan was in shock. Everyone began to mutter, Chris realized what just happened. He'd forgotten to hide his messed up voice and now the cat was out of the bag.
"Chris?" Stephanie stood up and he turned to her like a puppy who knew he did bad.
"What's wrong?" Shawn asked and Chris went to answer but chose not too.
"Oh don't tell me, do let me guess." Triple H held up a hand. "You feel a tad under the weather." Triple H began and Chris nodded. "You didn't go to a doctor." Triple H went on and Chris nodded again. "And everyone's ok with this?" Triple H asked and Chris nodded smiling.
"Ok, did I miss something?" Rikishi asked and everyone turned to him.
"Relax." Jericho muttered, knowing everyone would go overboard since he's youngest.
"Chris, why not just go see a doctor?" RVD asked, getting tired of the charade.
"I, I can't.." Jericho sighed, knowing they wouldn't understand.
"Oh, and why not?" Jeff asked. "I mean, it's not like you've never been to one before."
"Yea." Steph laughed in agreement and Jericho just shrugged. "Right?"
"Why not just go see the company doctor, he already has a file on you." RVD suggested.
"I agree, let's go." Shawn stood up. "I bet he doesn't even remember you since you haven't seen him for over three years." Shawn laughed and tugged on Chris's arm but he didn't go. "Hey, come on, let's go." Shawn continued to pull but then stopped and stopped laughing.
"Chris, you have seen the doctor before, haven't you?" Stephanie's eyes narrowed.
"Well," Jericho gulped and a shiver went down his spine.
"You have, right?" Triple H got up in his face and Chris cowered.
"Oh yea sure I, no." Jericho began to lie but then quietly admitted the truth.
"You're here illegally?" Shawn's jaw dropped.
"He's a US citizen you dumb ass." RVD growled, rolling his eyes.
"No, here in the WWE." Jeff turned to Chris and he lowered his head. "Oh my god."
"I have a plan to set this all out." Stephanie stepped forward. "And nobody ever has to know ok?" Everyone nodded and Steph began to explain. "He goes to the doctor now and we make the papers look like he did back in August of '99 and nobody's the wiser. Got it?" Everyone nodded and Stephanie looked around. "Nobody must ever know." She shut the door.
Later that day.
"No, I don't wanna go!" Chris wailed as Rikishi and Jeff tried to pull him through the door. Finally they were able to overpower him and they yanked him to the floor.
"Now don't worry Chris, it'll be just a little checkup." RVD said as they dragged him.
"What a baby." Shawn pouted as Chris dug his claws into the carpet, tearing it wildly.
"Yea, some way to have fun." Triple H agreed, folding his arms in boredom.
"Hunter, you just gave me the best idea for entertainment." Shawn grinned slyly.
"What do you have in mind?" Triple H turned to him and listened to his plan.
"Just sit on the table." Stephanie pointed to the doctor table.
"No." Jericho waved her off and she tried not to explode in rage.
"Sit down." Stephanie growled, trying to hold in her temper.
"I said no." Jericho tried to kick her like a little boy. That did it!
"Sit down this instant!" Steph yelled and Chris sat down quickly.
"Hello." A voice made them all turn to see two doctors. "I'm doctor, uh, JP."
"And I'm doctor, uh, Lee." The other one said and Chris began to shiver.
"Hi, this is Chris." Stephanie said and she shoved the others to the corner.
"The patient." Dr. Lee said and turned to Dr. JP and snickered. If you haven't guessed already, Lee is Shawn Michaels and JP is Triple H. They're disguised as doctors.
"I'll fill out the forms." Dr. JP said and filled them out to show that Jericho had really seen the doctor long before he'd made his WWE debut and was in the company legally.
"Now for the fun." Dr. Lee said to Dr. JP and went over to Chris. "Alright lad, stand up." He instructed and Jericho did, though he was shaking so hard his knees nearly buckled. "Let's have you turn your head and hold your arm out." Dr. Lee said, trying not to laugh, and Chris did. "Good." Dr. Lee hung his stethoscope over Jericho's stretched out arm. "Now close your eyes." Dr. Lee said and Chris did. "Ok, open them." Chris did and he had a plastic bag over his head. He waved his arms to get it off and dropped the stethoscope, which got tangled on his foot and nearly tripped him. Dr. Lee couldn't help but snicker at the peeved Jericho. "Alright, turn around and cough." Jericho did and didn't realize he'd just coughed on Stephanie.
"Sorry." He blushed quietly, seeing her now.
"Ew." Steph wiped the germ filled spit off.
"Ok, enough." Dr. JP finished filling out the paperwork. The two left.
"Uh, is that it?" Jericho asked hopefully.
"Yes, let's go." Stephanie growled and pulled his arm.
"No it's not." Jeff pointed out but Rikishi elbowed him. "What was that for?"
"Don't make us stay. It's lunchtime and I'm hungry." He complained.
"Let's just go already." Steph turned around.
"Wait, where's Shawn and Trips?" RVD asked.
"Here." They rushed into the room after changing.
"Great, let's go finally." Stephanie trudged past them, they snickered and slapped high fives. But what they didn't know was that Shawn and Triple H had signed the forms with fake names and there was only one company doctor, and Vince knew who that was.
Later that day at the office.
"What's this?" Vince saw Chris's medical folder laying on his desk for some reason.
"Hey what's up?" The company doctor, and trainer, Dan walked in. "What's that?"
"Dan, did you ever see Chris under the name of JP or Lee?" Vince asked angrily.
"No, why?" Dan shook his head and took the folder from Vince's tightened fist.
"Oh, no reason." Vince said suspiciously, knowing what was going on now. "The only reason is, now we have a certain wrestler to see about a certain doctor visitation medical file."