Title: Everything I Do
Author: Crimson Coin
Crimson_Coin@yahoo.com
Note: Humour me. The draft ended with a different one then exists in this story. And certain people are not injured, out of commission, or anything else one wants to call it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Absolutely Nothing. The WWE got them.
Spoilers: Unknown as of yet. But if you don't watch wrestling, you probably won't be reading this. So it doesn't really matter.
Summery: I'm really bad at these so let's just say there are wrestlers and outstanding situations that usually have them getting screwed. (Definition of screwed is also still pending.)
Rating: I have no clue. PG13 to R.........it'll depend on my mood during the writing, although definitely R later. But should not be read by children, furry animals, The Jedi Council, or the Elderly, as it may invoke a heart attack; loss of the Force, Schwartz, hair, sanity.........you get the picture.
TimeLine: It's specific, now. March 2003
Distribution: If ya want it, just ask.
Pointless rambling concluded.........on with the story.
The boards of the ceiling cracked from footsteps, and Chris anxiously looked up. When the movement centralized at the door, Chris stood, eyeing Jeff. "You ready for this?"
Jeff tested his restraints, which Jericho was kind enough to have pre-cut for him. He nervously rolled the pocket knife over in his hand, his eyes meeting Chris's as the blonde Canadian stood behind him. "As ready as I'm gonna be."
"You just keep low, honey. Ok? This is gonna get messy." Chris told the redhead, and Lita only nodded, sitting down against one of the walls.
The door creaked open, and footsteps continued down the stairs. First Nate, then Joey, Tack and Vinny, the four standing before Jeff. Jacks stood on the stairs, as if on guard for some unknown purpose. Nate smiled. "Boy, do we have a surprise for you."
Jeff only smiled back. "Actually, I think I have one for you."
And as if on cue, Jericho stepped from behind Jeff, grinned as he ignited the cloth, and threw the bottle at Jacks. All stared in horror as the bottle flew towards the stairs, shattering at Jacks feet, the flames quickly engulfing him and the wooden staircase upon which he stood.
Nate's eyes fired as Jacks hoarse cries echoed throughout the small cellar. "Why you…" and he lunged at Jericho, tackling the blonde man to the floor. Jeff yanked hard and the ropes that held him, the Hardy now free. Joey fisted Jeff's shirt, but Vinny hit the other man from behind with a bat. Jeff didn't know when or how Vinny got the bat, but was grateful none the less.
Jeff's eyes flashed across the room, the intense heat building as he spotted Tack hovering over Lita. He let out a cry as he dove at the much larger man, both tumbling to the ground. Lita stood up, backing towards the downstairs door, wanting to help but not knowing how. She saw Vinny grab Nate by the shirt and pull him away from Chris. "Traitor!" Nate called out as he wrapped his fingers around Vinny's throat and threw him into the wall.
Jericho quickly made it to his feet and ran for Lita. "Come on, we have to get outta here." He grabbed her hand, pulling her towards the door, but she resisted, her eyes focused on Jeff. Jeff held the knife in his right hand, his muscles tensed and strained as he tried to bring the weapon into contact with his much larger enemy. But Tack had his hand wrapped around the Hardy's wrist, inhibiting the attempt. Chris pulled her to him again. "We have to go…now."
"But Jeff…"
"Get the FUCK OUTTA HERE!" Vinny called from the other end of the room as he tossed Nate into the cement wall, an attack that only grounded the man for a few seconds before he dove at Vinny again. He tossed something across the room at Jericho before landing hard on his back.
Jericho watched as the key hit the door then fell to the ground. The blonde Canadian wasted no time in opening that door. "LITA, NOW!!!" he screamed as he hoisted the redhead onto his shoulder and ignored her persistent yells of not leaving Jeff.
Once through the door, Chris quickly scanned, spotting the fall cellar door and running to it, the redhead across his shoulders still struggling against him. "Lita, God Damn it, we have to…" He pushed open the door, running outside and across the way to an awaiting Edge, Christian and Kane.
"LITA!" Edge cried out, running to the two approaching. Jericho dropped the woman to the ground before turning back to the house. Edge reached down, helping her stand.
"Oh God," Chris muttered and all looked towards the house, the building engulfed to the point where flames shot out of the roof. "That was quick."
"The house is all wood." Christian added softly before looking around. "Uhm…where's Jeff?"
At the name, Lita ripped herself from Edge's grasp and ran towards the house, trying her hardest to outrun her friends. "JEFF!" she screamed.
"No you don't." Kane's harsh words came as Lita was suddenly yanked back, his sure hand gripped tightly on her arm. She fell back against him and the seven-footer refused to let go.
Lita glared up at him. "How'd you catch me? Let go." And she tried to pull away.
Kane shook his head. "I may be big but I'm far from slow. Come on." He guided her away from the burning building.
"Jeff … I can't leave him. JEFF!"
Christian grabbed her other arm. "You going in there solves nothing."
Edge and Jericho ran past the group to the house, and the others watched. Jeff stood at the fall cellar door, a man leaning against his shoulders. Jeff dropped the man to the ground then turned to go back into the building. Jericho grabbed his arm. "Where the hell are you going?"
Jeff yanked away. "Vinny's still in there. I have to go back."
Jericho shook his head, looking to the ground seeing Nate lying there. The Hardy actually dragged that Bastard out. But Jeff always was a sucker for being the good Samaritan. "The structure can't hold up much longer."
"Then you'd best let me go now." The Hardy said, and all three looked back at Lita, the woman still fighting to get to him.
Edge turned to Jeff. "You ain't going anywhere without me."
Jeff nodded. "Fine … Chris, handle her."
And before Chris could object, the two raced back into the house. Lita's hoarse cry rang out as she watched and Chris knew Kane was probably holding her in the air to keep her from running away. Chris sighed, turning around and walking back, his thoughts proven for Kane was holding Lita in the air against his chest.
"Chris, you son of a bitch how could you…" Lita trailed off, the tears overwhelming her as she fell to the ground.
Chris knelt at her side. "Vinny was still in there. Jeff brought Nate out – that's who's over there. He's dead though so I don't know how it matters – and he went back for Vinny. Sparks went with him."
With a sharp crack, the roof collapsed and Lita jumped, her eyes helplessly scanning the building. "Oh God, they're in there. Do something. Just do …" she buried her face in her hands only a moment before looking up again, searching frantically for any sign of Edge or Jeff.
Two men burst out of the cellar door, the two leaning equally on each other for support. As they neared, Lita ripped herself from Kane's arm, running towards Jeff. "Jeff. Jeff, baby."
As she approached, Jeff fell to his knees, coughing hoarsely and Edge simply leaned over, his hands on his knees. Christian, Kane and Jericho made their way to Edge, standing next to the Blonde. "Any luck?" one asked.
Edge simply shook his head. "He was stuck under a fallen support beam." He showed his charred hands to the group. "We tried to move it, but we couldn't. He said leave … well more screamed it. And there was nothing we could do." Edge looked to Jeff, watching as Lita flung herself in front of him. "He told us to leave for her sake." His eyes met the gathered few. "Told him to take care of her."
Lita cupped Jeff's face in her hands, looking into his green eyes. "God, Jeff. You're ok. I can't believe it. I mean we're ok. We're here and…" she kissed him fiercely on the lips plunging her tongue into his mouth a moment and pulled back, stroking a hand through his hair. Then her eyes fired as she slapped his chest. "And what the HELL were you doing going ba … "
With a grin, he silenced her with a kiss, the redhead momentarily melting against him with a sigh, and he pulled back slightly, his forehead against hers. "I love you, too. But I couldn't leave them." He looked back to the house as she wrapped her arms around him. "Vinny did so much for us and I just couldn't leave him. But it's over now."
She nodded as she pulled his head down to her shoulder, hugging him for all he was worth. The others walked over to the two. Edge cleared his throat and the two broke apart. "This is just a suggestion but maybe we should get you to the hospital. Just a suggestion though."
Jeff nodded as he stood, offering a hand to Lita and the group began walking back to the pick-up. "Hey, guys." Jeff said. "Hospital is good and stuff but do you think we could stop at a diner first. I'm starving." Everyone shot Jeff an incredulous look, shaking their heads as they continued to walk. "What?"
*** Sorry this took so long. We went away for the weekend and I've been really busy. Thanks to all my readers for putting up with me, and I promise I have some good stories in the making that you are all gonna love. Keep them reviews coming. – C.C.***
Author: Crimson Coin
Crimson_Coin@yahoo.com
Note: Humour me. The draft ended with a different one then exists in this story. And certain people are not injured, out of commission, or anything else one wants to call it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Absolutely Nothing. The WWE got them.
Spoilers: Unknown as of yet. But if you don't watch wrestling, you probably won't be reading this. So it doesn't really matter.
Summery: I'm really bad at these so let's just say there are wrestlers and outstanding situations that usually have them getting screwed. (Definition of screwed is also still pending.)
Rating: I have no clue. PG13 to R.........it'll depend on my mood during the writing, although definitely R later. But should not be read by children, furry animals, The Jedi Council, or the Elderly, as it may invoke a heart attack; loss of the Force, Schwartz, hair, sanity.........you get the picture.
TimeLine: It's specific, now. March 2003
Distribution: If ya want it, just ask.
Pointless rambling concluded.........on with the story.
The boards of the ceiling cracked from footsteps, and Chris anxiously looked up. When the movement centralized at the door, Chris stood, eyeing Jeff. "You ready for this?"
Jeff tested his restraints, which Jericho was kind enough to have pre-cut for him. He nervously rolled the pocket knife over in his hand, his eyes meeting Chris's as the blonde Canadian stood behind him. "As ready as I'm gonna be."
"You just keep low, honey. Ok? This is gonna get messy." Chris told the redhead, and Lita only nodded, sitting down against one of the walls.
The door creaked open, and footsteps continued down the stairs. First Nate, then Joey, Tack and Vinny, the four standing before Jeff. Jacks stood on the stairs, as if on guard for some unknown purpose. Nate smiled. "Boy, do we have a surprise for you."
Jeff only smiled back. "Actually, I think I have one for you."
And as if on cue, Jericho stepped from behind Jeff, grinned as he ignited the cloth, and threw the bottle at Jacks. All stared in horror as the bottle flew towards the stairs, shattering at Jacks feet, the flames quickly engulfing him and the wooden staircase upon which he stood.
Nate's eyes fired as Jacks hoarse cries echoed throughout the small cellar. "Why you…" and he lunged at Jericho, tackling the blonde man to the floor. Jeff yanked hard and the ropes that held him, the Hardy now free. Joey fisted Jeff's shirt, but Vinny hit the other man from behind with a bat. Jeff didn't know when or how Vinny got the bat, but was grateful none the less.
Jeff's eyes flashed across the room, the intense heat building as he spotted Tack hovering over Lita. He let out a cry as he dove at the much larger man, both tumbling to the ground. Lita stood up, backing towards the downstairs door, wanting to help but not knowing how. She saw Vinny grab Nate by the shirt and pull him away from Chris. "Traitor!" Nate called out as he wrapped his fingers around Vinny's throat and threw him into the wall.
Jericho quickly made it to his feet and ran for Lita. "Come on, we have to get outta here." He grabbed her hand, pulling her towards the door, but she resisted, her eyes focused on Jeff. Jeff held the knife in his right hand, his muscles tensed and strained as he tried to bring the weapon into contact with his much larger enemy. But Tack had his hand wrapped around the Hardy's wrist, inhibiting the attempt. Chris pulled her to him again. "We have to go…now."
"But Jeff…"
"Get the FUCK OUTTA HERE!" Vinny called from the other end of the room as he tossed Nate into the cement wall, an attack that only grounded the man for a few seconds before he dove at Vinny again. He tossed something across the room at Jericho before landing hard on his back.
Jericho watched as the key hit the door then fell to the ground. The blonde Canadian wasted no time in opening that door. "LITA, NOW!!!" he screamed as he hoisted the redhead onto his shoulder and ignored her persistent yells of not leaving Jeff.
Once through the door, Chris quickly scanned, spotting the fall cellar door and running to it, the redhead across his shoulders still struggling against him. "Lita, God Damn it, we have to…" He pushed open the door, running outside and across the way to an awaiting Edge, Christian and Kane.
"LITA!" Edge cried out, running to the two approaching. Jericho dropped the woman to the ground before turning back to the house. Edge reached down, helping her stand.
"Oh God," Chris muttered and all looked towards the house, the building engulfed to the point where flames shot out of the roof. "That was quick."
"The house is all wood." Christian added softly before looking around. "Uhm…where's Jeff?"
At the name, Lita ripped herself from Edge's grasp and ran towards the house, trying her hardest to outrun her friends. "JEFF!" she screamed.
"No you don't." Kane's harsh words came as Lita was suddenly yanked back, his sure hand gripped tightly on her arm. She fell back against him and the seven-footer refused to let go.
Lita glared up at him. "How'd you catch me? Let go." And she tried to pull away.
Kane shook his head. "I may be big but I'm far from slow. Come on." He guided her away from the burning building.
"Jeff … I can't leave him. JEFF!"
Christian grabbed her other arm. "You going in there solves nothing."
Edge and Jericho ran past the group to the house, and the others watched. Jeff stood at the fall cellar door, a man leaning against his shoulders. Jeff dropped the man to the ground then turned to go back into the building. Jericho grabbed his arm. "Where the hell are you going?"
Jeff yanked away. "Vinny's still in there. I have to go back."
Jericho shook his head, looking to the ground seeing Nate lying there. The Hardy actually dragged that Bastard out. But Jeff always was a sucker for being the good Samaritan. "The structure can't hold up much longer."
"Then you'd best let me go now." The Hardy said, and all three looked back at Lita, the woman still fighting to get to him.
Edge turned to Jeff. "You ain't going anywhere without me."
Jeff nodded. "Fine … Chris, handle her."
And before Chris could object, the two raced back into the house. Lita's hoarse cry rang out as she watched and Chris knew Kane was probably holding her in the air to keep her from running away. Chris sighed, turning around and walking back, his thoughts proven for Kane was holding Lita in the air against his chest.
"Chris, you son of a bitch how could you…" Lita trailed off, the tears overwhelming her as she fell to the ground.
Chris knelt at her side. "Vinny was still in there. Jeff brought Nate out – that's who's over there. He's dead though so I don't know how it matters – and he went back for Vinny. Sparks went with him."
With a sharp crack, the roof collapsed and Lita jumped, her eyes helplessly scanning the building. "Oh God, they're in there. Do something. Just do …" she buried her face in her hands only a moment before looking up again, searching frantically for any sign of Edge or Jeff.
Two men burst out of the cellar door, the two leaning equally on each other for support. As they neared, Lita ripped herself from Kane's arm, running towards Jeff. "Jeff. Jeff, baby."
As she approached, Jeff fell to his knees, coughing hoarsely and Edge simply leaned over, his hands on his knees. Christian, Kane and Jericho made their way to Edge, standing next to the Blonde. "Any luck?" one asked.
Edge simply shook his head. "He was stuck under a fallen support beam." He showed his charred hands to the group. "We tried to move it, but we couldn't. He said leave … well more screamed it. And there was nothing we could do." Edge looked to Jeff, watching as Lita flung herself in front of him. "He told us to leave for her sake." His eyes met the gathered few. "Told him to take care of her."
Lita cupped Jeff's face in her hands, looking into his green eyes. "God, Jeff. You're ok. I can't believe it. I mean we're ok. We're here and…" she kissed him fiercely on the lips plunging her tongue into his mouth a moment and pulled back, stroking a hand through his hair. Then her eyes fired as she slapped his chest. "And what the HELL were you doing going ba … "
With a grin, he silenced her with a kiss, the redhead momentarily melting against him with a sigh, and he pulled back slightly, his forehead against hers. "I love you, too. But I couldn't leave them." He looked back to the house as she wrapped her arms around him. "Vinny did so much for us and I just couldn't leave him. But it's over now."
She nodded as she pulled his head down to her shoulder, hugging him for all he was worth. The others walked over to the two. Edge cleared his throat and the two broke apart. "This is just a suggestion but maybe we should get you to the hospital. Just a suggestion though."
Jeff nodded as he stood, offering a hand to Lita and the group began walking back to the pick-up. "Hey, guys." Jeff said. "Hospital is good and stuff but do you think we could stop at a diner first. I'm starving." Everyone shot Jeff an incredulous look, shaking their heads as they continued to walk. "What?"
*** Sorry this took so long. We went away for the weekend and I've been really busy. Thanks to all my readers for putting up with me, and I promise I have some good stories in the making that you are all gonna love. Keep them reviews coming. – C.C.***
