Stephanie McMahon-Jericho sat on the queen-sized bed, snuggled up against
Hunter's chest. "Remember when we first got married?" she asked shyly,
almost hesitantly.
"Only every other second, dear." Hunter replied with a smile.
"I never imagined that 13 years later, we'd be together. It's just so weird. I mean I always liked to think that we'd be together, but back then I thought we would have all the time in the world. Now it's different, in a lot of ways."
"Oh? How?"
"We're still married to other people. You have a child and another on the way, and I have 3 little girls. I've been in an abusive relationship that will probably always have me a little afraid of men. And. I'm not sure we can every have children together, Hunter. The last time he beat me, he beat me so bad that it mangled my.umm. 'Inner-feminine' parts." Stephanie mumbled the last sentence almost incoherently, blushing furiously.
"Steph, children don't matter to me. We'll have 5 kids between the two of us. Do you really think we'd need another?" Hunter rationalized, kissing her forehead sweetly.
"I guess not, but it would've been nice, ya know?" "It would've, but let's not dwell on the past. Let's make the most of the time we have together, princess."
"God how did a decade go by already?"
"I don't know. I just don't know."
"Hunter?"
"Yea babe?"
"Kiss me, please. We can't waste another moment." Stephanie said with a neediness that was new to him. She hadn't ever been like this when they were married, and he couldn't decide whom he liked more, sweet Steph or Miss Independent.
Miss Independent, he decided after a moment of looking into her passive blue eyes, framed by those blond bangs. damn Chris Jericho. Damn him for making her seem so empty.so almost dead.
"Whatcha staring at?" she murmured sleepily.
"You. Smile, please?"
"Umm."she mumbled, something he couldn't hear, something like "What-ever you say.", and then she smiled. Fakely, but she smiled.
"Steph.he changed you. The old Stephanie would've told me to go to hell, and then tossed me one of her signature smirks."
"Hunter.this is who I am now." She said, almost sadly, a wry half- smile twisting her full lips.
Hunter sighed and then kissed her as she'd asked, a million questions running through his mind. They had a lot of work to do.
A/N: Quickly written while listening to Clay Aiken.go figure. If it sucks, sorry. Nicole.I got it done as quickly as possible.
"Only every other second, dear." Hunter replied with a smile.
"I never imagined that 13 years later, we'd be together. It's just so weird. I mean I always liked to think that we'd be together, but back then I thought we would have all the time in the world. Now it's different, in a lot of ways."
"Oh? How?"
"We're still married to other people. You have a child and another on the way, and I have 3 little girls. I've been in an abusive relationship that will probably always have me a little afraid of men. And. I'm not sure we can every have children together, Hunter. The last time he beat me, he beat me so bad that it mangled my.umm. 'Inner-feminine' parts." Stephanie mumbled the last sentence almost incoherently, blushing furiously.
"Steph, children don't matter to me. We'll have 5 kids between the two of us. Do you really think we'd need another?" Hunter rationalized, kissing her forehead sweetly.
"I guess not, but it would've been nice, ya know?" "It would've, but let's not dwell on the past. Let's make the most of the time we have together, princess."
"God how did a decade go by already?"
"I don't know. I just don't know."
"Hunter?"
"Yea babe?"
"Kiss me, please. We can't waste another moment." Stephanie said with a neediness that was new to him. She hadn't ever been like this when they were married, and he couldn't decide whom he liked more, sweet Steph or Miss Independent.
Miss Independent, he decided after a moment of looking into her passive blue eyes, framed by those blond bangs. damn Chris Jericho. Damn him for making her seem so empty.so almost dead.
"Whatcha staring at?" she murmured sleepily.
"You. Smile, please?"
"Umm."she mumbled, something he couldn't hear, something like "What-ever you say.", and then she smiled. Fakely, but she smiled.
"Steph.he changed you. The old Stephanie would've told me to go to hell, and then tossed me one of her signature smirks."
"Hunter.this is who I am now." She said, almost sadly, a wry half- smile twisting her full lips.
Hunter sighed and then kissed her as she'd asked, a million questions running through his mind. They had a lot of work to do.
A/N: Quickly written while listening to Clay Aiken.go figure. If it sucks, sorry. Nicole.I got it done as quickly as possible.
