Title: Transcending
Author: Crimson Coin. Crimson_Coin@yahoo.com
Rating: PG13 . maybe 15
Summery: Can multiple couples transcend boundaries to find love.
Disclaimer: I do not own the WWE, the English language, Spain, or anything else used to write this story. It is entirely fictional.
Archiving: only ask me so I can visit it and keep track of them
Jeff sat silently at a table in the hotel dining area. It was early, maybe seven O'clock or so. He just couldn't sleep anymore. Couldn't sleep last night either. He looked up from his cup of coffee as a smiling Stephanie McMahon dragged an equally smiling Chris Jericho towards him. The two sat at the table, Chris instantly searching out for Steph's hand. Jeff only shook his head. "You two are ridiculous."
Chris leaned over, planting a kiss on Stephanie's lips before smiling back. "Well, get over it."
Jeff leaned back, holding his coffee cup on his lap. "So.you first." He smiled warmly, wanting to encourage Steph. "Spill, my story will beat yours anyhow so you go first."
Steph shook her head. "Doubt that, Hardy but OK."
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(Flashback)
Stephanie approached the door she knew was Chris Jericho's. With a sigh, she raised her hand, softly knocking. The door opened and a shocked Jericho stood before her. "Steph, what are you." His voice trailed off as Stephanie flung herself into his arms, wrapping her own arms around his neck for a hug. Chris stood there puzzled a moment before hugging her back, kicking the door shut. She pulled away and smiled up at him, Chris smiling back. "Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?"
Stephanie shrugged. "No reason. Just because."
"So how's Jeff?"
Stephanie frowned at that, sitting down on the bed. "He's alright. It comes right down to the fact that he needs to sort some things out and talk to Ames. Hopefully he'll work it all out."
Chris sat down next to her. "That's good. Did he say anything else?"
Stephanie flashed a sly smile. "Actually, he informed me of something very interesting." Chris turned slightly on the bed to face her and she did the same, looking directly at him, but showing no emotion in her eyes. "He told me that a certain blonde Canadian is in love with me."
Chris's eyes went wide. "He...he...who..."
"What's wrong, Chris. Why are you so nervous?"
Chris wiped his palms on his pants. "Uh...no reason. Just wondering who he coulda meant."
Stephanie innocently shrugged. "I don't know. I did always think that Drew was cute and he always did have a way with words and that beautiful smile."
Chris shot up from the bed, his back to her. "Is that who you want it to be? Drew?"
"Well, I don't know. He's the only blonde Canadian that ever showed interest in me beyond friendship."
He heard her voice getting closer but refused to turn around. "Well, if he'd make you happy, Steph, I think you should go all out. But you didn't answer me. Is that who you want it to be?"
Stephanie ran her hand along his shoulders, slowly turning him around to face her. "I don't know, Chris. You tell me."
"I can't tell you...who..." His voice faded as his eyes met hers, the passion, raw emotion. "Steph what are y..."
She cut him off then, his eyes widening as she covered his mouth with her own, gently kissing him touching him with nothing more then her lips.
When she pulled back, his eyes were still wide, apparently shocked by what she'd just done. "Steph, if you...I don't think Drew will..."
Was he serious? Steph chuckled at the intent look in his eyes. "You can be such an idiot at times." She cupped the sides of his face, bringing him closer to her. "But you're my idiot." And she kissed him again, this time a little deeper, just lightly touching her tongue to his, exploring him for a moment before pulling back again.
He shook his head this time. "No wait, if you want something to do with Drew then why do you keep..."
Stephanie rolled her eyes, grabbing his shirt and pulling him against her. She kissed him so forcefully this time, he went limp, barely standing of his own will, the only thing really keeping him up was her. As her tongue invaded his mouth, he felt her hand roughly rake through his hair before fisting some at the back, pulling him from her mouth. With her other hand she coyly reached up, wiping the corners of first hers then his mouth. Then she just looked up at him cocking an eyebrow.
He licked his lips. "Not bad. But I think Drew..."
Stephanie whacked him across the chest. "Something tells me that you're just using that as an excuse for me to kiss you."
Chris nodded, enthusiastically. "I'm actually wondering how far I can actually take this. Doesn't Drew have a girlfriend?"
Stephanie stepped away from him, slowly backing towards the door with a mischievous smile on her face. "Well, it looks like there is no other blonde Canadian interested in me. I might just have to take care of Drew's little Girlfriend situation."
Chris lunged over, grabbing her wrist and pulling her to him and quickly hugging her against him, nuzzling into her hair. "Don't you even THINK that I'm letting go of you now."
She laughed softly in his ear, the sound of it and the vibrations making his heart leap. "I take it that means you're my Canadian."
"Mmmm hmmmm." Chris mumbled, his mouth muffled against her throat. He smiled at Stephanie's slight intake of breath at what he was doing.
"You're bad, Chris, just bad." And she started to push away his head but then he... "Mmmm, but that certainly feels nice." And she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him to her.
He pulled back, his cheery eyes meeting hers. "Tell me. Please just say it."
Stephanie shook her head. "No. You first."
"Oh really." Chris said, stepping away from her. "I don't think so. You first. I can hold out longer then you could."
Stephanie cocked a brow, leaning suggestively into her hip and a small smirk tweaked the corners of her mouth. "Really."
Chris's jaw nearly dropped at the sight of her. "Ok I was wrong. You win." And he rushed to her, yanking her flush against him.
But when he lowered his mouth to kiss her, she reached up, placing her hand over his lips. "Say it first." She whispered against her hand, the only thing left now separating their mouths.
He reached up, pulling her hand away and entwining their fingers. Slowly he lowered his mouth, his eyes fluttering shut and just as his lips brushed hers, he whispered. "I love you."
"I love you too." She whispered back, her eyes slowly shutting as well and Stephanie finished by closing the distance between them.
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Jeff wiped at his eyes, exaggerating any emotion he might be portraying. "That was beautiful man. Simply beautiful. OW!" He reached down, rubbing at his shin.
Jericho laughed as Stephanie re-crossed her legs, smiling at her dear friend. "Ok that was me. Now you. Beat that."
Jeff sighed. "Ok."
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(Flashback)
Jeff quietly opened the door to his hotel room, peaking inside. "Ames. Ames are you here?"
"JEFF!" a voice rang out and no sooner then he heard it did the redhead throw herself into his arms. "Oh my God, I was so worried. Are you ok? I'm so sorry, I never meant to upset you like that. I just..."
"Shhhh." He hushed, easing her away from him and kissing her hungrily. When he broke the kiss, they were a little further into the room and he looked down at her, taking her hand and guiding her to the table. "We need to talk." She willingly followed; taking the seat he pointed out to her and watched him intently as he took the one opposite. "We really need to talk."
"Ok. About what?"
"A lot. First of all, are you ok? Does anything hurt too much?"
Lita shook her head. "No. I'm good. A little sore but nothing I'm not used to. Are you ok?"
Jeff nodded. "Yeah, well ... I don't know. But I need to say a lot and if you interrupt me, I'll never say it all. So just let me say everything first ok?" She nodded and he heaved a sigh. "I need you to know that I love you. I really do, I've never felt for anyone the way I feel about you. So when I saw you out there tonight, I didn't know what to do. It scared the hell outta me and then when Matt put his hands on you and threw you through the table. I was a rampaging wild man."
Jeff stood, starting to pace as he ran his hands through his hair. "But then when he kissed you.I'm gonna kill him either way. But what killed me is that you...you, I don't know. No wait, I do know." His eyes darted to hers, accusingly. "You kissed him back. I saw it and I know you and I know every little thing you do. And you kissed him back for the fraction of a moment. And then he threw you through the ropes."
He continued pacing again and Lita bowed her head. "I don't know, Ames. And Steph saw it off the bat and she dragged me down to the coffee house and we had a talk and what she told me.she's right. And I have to tell you." He sighed, sitting down again. "I guess I never really did see you for you. You know, who you are. I guess I never really did see how much you love me. All through life I was always compared to my older brother. Matt did this and that and the other. And I HATED it. I thought you were doing the same. And I was just waiting for you to call me Matt. When we talked on the phone, went out to eat ... made love. I was waiting for it and it never came. Then I see you kiss him back and it all...I don't know. But I can't help it. I love you. I love you anyway and I don't care. I want to see you. I want to...I love you."
"So what you're saying is that you don't trust me?" her soft insecure voice said.
"I don't know wha..."
Lita flew out of her seat, her fired yet tear filled eyes stabbing his. "You don't trust me. You claim to love me and don't trust me. You ask me to marry you and don't trust me. How...How..." She waved her hands fanning her face, before attacking the ring he gave her, ripping it from her finger and slamming it on the table in front of him. "How can you ask me to be your wife and 'never have seen me'? How do you expect me to..."
Jeff glanced down at the ring, awestruck that she just gave it back to him. "Wait. I lo..."
She pointed at him, hysteria now shining in her eyes. "Don't you DARE say 'I love you' now. You say it and I'll kill you. You don't love me. You couldn't love me. And you wanna know something." she stomped over to her duffel bag, throwing it on the bed and gathering her things. "You had no reason not to trust me. You know why? No matter what, it was always you. On the phone.you. Out to eat...you. MAKING LOVE...YOU!" She raked her hand through her hair, yanking the zipper closed and hoisting the bag on her shoulder. "And you know something else. You are not the one who needs to be worried about me calling out another name while we're in the throws of passion. Whenever I was with Matt...it wasn't him I was thinking of." She viciously wiped the tears from her eyes. "It was you. Every SINGLE time he laid a hand on me, I wished it was you, every time he kissed me...you, every time he was inside me...YOU! I remember one night I even called out YOUR name, not his. Matt didn't stop, didn't bring it up. But it was you. I never thought I had a chance in the world with you. I was wrong to do that to him, I know that now. But he was still you in a way. A Hardy, the bloodline, whatever. But it was ALWAYS you and ONLY you."
Lita stormed to the door, swinging it open and looking back at him. "And for tonight? Matt had your gum. That gum you chew and the same toothpaste you use. I was so out of it he tasted like you. THAT'S RIGHT! I'm half conscious and when someone kissed me and the lips and everything tasted like you I THOUGHT it was you. Then he threw me through the ropes and I saw who it was. Wiped my mouth spat and everything."
She shook her head back, flipping her hair over her shoulder, not bothering to wipe at the tears anymore. "Do I still love you? I don't know. I can't marry you. Not now. You don't trust me and obviously you don't love me so what the hell do we have. I love Jeff Hardy. I just don't know if I loved the real man...or the man I thought you were. Goodbye." She turned her back. "I'll be with Trish, and I'll send Jay here." With that she closed the door behind her, not looking back.
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Stephanie and Jericho sat there silent, watching Jeff twirl the engagement ring that was just so recently returned to him. "God, Jeff, I'm sorry." Stephanie said, holding Chris's hand tighter in her own. A gesture he immediately returned.
Jeff shrugged, not caring that a tear slipped from his eye. "So am I. Last night..." He let out a shaky breath, staring at the ring a moment before looking up at his friends. "she said goodbye. She never says goodbye. She always used to say..." he coughed a minute before continuing. "That as long as you don't say goodbye, that person can never leave you. As long as you don't say goodbye, nothing has ended." He pressed his hands into his eyes. "She told me.the night I proposed, that when she says 'goodbye', that we'll be over. She said that she'd only say it on her deathbed or when I'm on mine, at the time when we'd no longer be together. And she...she...she said goodbye."
*** HAH HAH. BET YOU DIDN"T SEE THAT ONE COMING, HUH? Heh heh heh. Yes yes, you can hate me later. But for now let me know what you think. PS: AREN"T STEPH AND JERICHO GREAT. ***
Author: Crimson Coin. Crimson_Coin@yahoo.com
Rating: PG13 . maybe 15
Summery: Can multiple couples transcend boundaries to find love.
Disclaimer: I do not own the WWE, the English language, Spain, or anything else used to write this story. It is entirely fictional.
Archiving: only ask me so I can visit it and keep track of them
Jeff sat silently at a table in the hotel dining area. It was early, maybe seven O'clock or so. He just couldn't sleep anymore. Couldn't sleep last night either. He looked up from his cup of coffee as a smiling Stephanie McMahon dragged an equally smiling Chris Jericho towards him. The two sat at the table, Chris instantly searching out for Steph's hand. Jeff only shook his head. "You two are ridiculous."
Chris leaned over, planting a kiss on Stephanie's lips before smiling back. "Well, get over it."
Jeff leaned back, holding his coffee cup on his lap. "So.you first." He smiled warmly, wanting to encourage Steph. "Spill, my story will beat yours anyhow so you go first."
Steph shook her head. "Doubt that, Hardy but OK."
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(Flashback)
Stephanie approached the door she knew was Chris Jericho's. With a sigh, she raised her hand, softly knocking. The door opened and a shocked Jericho stood before her. "Steph, what are you." His voice trailed off as Stephanie flung herself into his arms, wrapping her own arms around his neck for a hug. Chris stood there puzzled a moment before hugging her back, kicking the door shut. She pulled away and smiled up at him, Chris smiling back. "Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?"
Stephanie shrugged. "No reason. Just because."
"So how's Jeff?"
Stephanie frowned at that, sitting down on the bed. "He's alright. It comes right down to the fact that he needs to sort some things out and talk to Ames. Hopefully he'll work it all out."
Chris sat down next to her. "That's good. Did he say anything else?"
Stephanie flashed a sly smile. "Actually, he informed me of something very interesting." Chris turned slightly on the bed to face her and she did the same, looking directly at him, but showing no emotion in her eyes. "He told me that a certain blonde Canadian is in love with me."
Chris's eyes went wide. "He...he...who..."
"What's wrong, Chris. Why are you so nervous?"
Chris wiped his palms on his pants. "Uh...no reason. Just wondering who he coulda meant."
Stephanie innocently shrugged. "I don't know. I did always think that Drew was cute and he always did have a way with words and that beautiful smile."
Chris shot up from the bed, his back to her. "Is that who you want it to be? Drew?"
"Well, I don't know. He's the only blonde Canadian that ever showed interest in me beyond friendship."
He heard her voice getting closer but refused to turn around. "Well, if he'd make you happy, Steph, I think you should go all out. But you didn't answer me. Is that who you want it to be?"
Stephanie ran her hand along his shoulders, slowly turning him around to face her. "I don't know, Chris. You tell me."
"I can't tell you...who..." His voice faded as his eyes met hers, the passion, raw emotion. "Steph what are y..."
She cut him off then, his eyes widening as she covered his mouth with her own, gently kissing him touching him with nothing more then her lips.
When she pulled back, his eyes were still wide, apparently shocked by what she'd just done. "Steph, if you...I don't think Drew will..."
Was he serious? Steph chuckled at the intent look in his eyes. "You can be such an idiot at times." She cupped the sides of his face, bringing him closer to her. "But you're my idiot." And she kissed him again, this time a little deeper, just lightly touching her tongue to his, exploring him for a moment before pulling back again.
He shook his head this time. "No wait, if you want something to do with Drew then why do you keep..."
Stephanie rolled her eyes, grabbing his shirt and pulling him against her. She kissed him so forcefully this time, he went limp, barely standing of his own will, the only thing really keeping him up was her. As her tongue invaded his mouth, he felt her hand roughly rake through his hair before fisting some at the back, pulling him from her mouth. With her other hand she coyly reached up, wiping the corners of first hers then his mouth. Then she just looked up at him cocking an eyebrow.
He licked his lips. "Not bad. But I think Drew..."
Stephanie whacked him across the chest. "Something tells me that you're just using that as an excuse for me to kiss you."
Chris nodded, enthusiastically. "I'm actually wondering how far I can actually take this. Doesn't Drew have a girlfriend?"
Stephanie stepped away from him, slowly backing towards the door with a mischievous smile on her face. "Well, it looks like there is no other blonde Canadian interested in me. I might just have to take care of Drew's little Girlfriend situation."
Chris lunged over, grabbing her wrist and pulling her to him and quickly hugging her against him, nuzzling into her hair. "Don't you even THINK that I'm letting go of you now."
She laughed softly in his ear, the sound of it and the vibrations making his heart leap. "I take it that means you're my Canadian."
"Mmmm hmmmm." Chris mumbled, his mouth muffled against her throat. He smiled at Stephanie's slight intake of breath at what he was doing.
"You're bad, Chris, just bad." And she started to push away his head but then he... "Mmmm, but that certainly feels nice." And she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him to her.
He pulled back, his cheery eyes meeting hers. "Tell me. Please just say it."
Stephanie shook her head. "No. You first."
"Oh really." Chris said, stepping away from her. "I don't think so. You first. I can hold out longer then you could."
Stephanie cocked a brow, leaning suggestively into her hip and a small smirk tweaked the corners of her mouth. "Really."
Chris's jaw nearly dropped at the sight of her. "Ok I was wrong. You win." And he rushed to her, yanking her flush against him.
But when he lowered his mouth to kiss her, she reached up, placing her hand over his lips. "Say it first." She whispered against her hand, the only thing left now separating their mouths.
He reached up, pulling her hand away and entwining their fingers. Slowly he lowered his mouth, his eyes fluttering shut and just as his lips brushed hers, he whispered. "I love you."
"I love you too." She whispered back, her eyes slowly shutting as well and Stephanie finished by closing the distance between them.
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Jeff wiped at his eyes, exaggerating any emotion he might be portraying. "That was beautiful man. Simply beautiful. OW!" He reached down, rubbing at his shin.
Jericho laughed as Stephanie re-crossed her legs, smiling at her dear friend. "Ok that was me. Now you. Beat that."
Jeff sighed. "Ok."
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(Flashback)
Jeff quietly opened the door to his hotel room, peaking inside. "Ames. Ames are you here?"
"JEFF!" a voice rang out and no sooner then he heard it did the redhead throw herself into his arms. "Oh my God, I was so worried. Are you ok? I'm so sorry, I never meant to upset you like that. I just..."
"Shhhh." He hushed, easing her away from him and kissing her hungrily. When he broke the kiss, they were a little further into the room and he looked down at her, taking her hand and guiding her to the table. "We need to talk." She willingly followed; taking the seat he pointed out to her and watched him intently as he took the one opposite. "We really need to talk."
"Ok. About what?"
"A lot. First of all, are you ok? Does anything hurt too much?"
Lita shook her head. "No. I'm good. A little sore but nothing I'm not used to. Are you ok?"
Jeff nodded. "Yeah, well ... I don't know. But I need to say a lot and if you interrupt me, I'll never say it all. So just let me say everything first ok?" She nodded and he heaved a sigh. "I need you to know that I love you. I really do, I've never felt for anyone the way I feel about you. So when I saw you out there tonight, I didn't know what to do. It scared the hell outta me and then when Matt put his hands on you and threw you through the table. I was a rampaging wild man."
Jeff stood, starting to pace as he ran his hands through his hair. "But then when he kissed you.I'm gonna kill him either way. But what killed me is that you...you, I don't know. No wait, I do know." His eyes darted to hers, accusingly. "You kissed him back. I saw it and I know you and I know every little thing you do. And you kissed him back for the fraction of a moment. And then he threw you through the ropes."
He continued pacing again and Lita bowed her head. "I don't know, Ames. And Steph saw it off the bat and she dragged me down to the coffee house and we had a talk and what she told me.she's right. And I have to tell you." He sighed, sitting down again. "I guess I never really did see you for you. You know, who you are. I guess I never really did see how much you love me. All through life I was always compared to my older brother. Matt did this and that and the other. And I HATED it. I thought you were doing the same. And I was just waiting for you to call me Matt. When we talked on the phone, went out to eat ... made love. I was waiting for it and it never came. Then I see you kiss him back and it all...I don't know. But I can't help it. I love you. I love you anyway and I don't care. I want to see you. I want to...I love you."
"So what you're saying is that you don't trust me?" her soft insecure voice said.
"I don't know wha..."
Lita flew out of her seat, her fired yet tear filled eyes stabbing his. "You don't trust me. You claim to love me and don't trust me. You ask me to marry you and don't trust me. How...How..." She waved her hands fanning her face, before attacking the ring he gave her, ripping it from her finger and slamming it on the table in front of him. "How can you ask me to be your wife and 'never have seen me'? How do you expect me to..."
Jeff glanced down at the ring, awestruck that she just gave it back to him. "Wait. I lo..."
She pointed at him, hysteria now shining in her eyes. "Don't you DARE say 'I love you' now. You say it and I'll kill you. You don't love me. You couldn't love me. And you wanna know something." she stomped over to her duffel bag, throwing it on the bed and gathering her things. "You had no reason not to trust me. You know why? No matter what, it was always you. On the phone.you. Out to eat...you. MAKING LOVE...YOU!" She raked her hand through her hair, yanking the zipper closed and hoisting the bag on her shoulder. "And you know something else. You are not the one who needs to be worried about me calling out another name while we're in the throws of passion. Whenever I was with Matt...it wasn't him I was thinking of." She viciously wiped the tears from her eyes. "It was you. Every SINGLE time he laid a hand on me, I wished it was you, every time he kissed me...you, every time he was inside me...YOU! I remember one night I even called out YOUR name, not his. Matt didn't stop, didn't bring it up. But it was you. I never thought I had a chance in the world with you. I was wrong to do that to him, I know that now. But he was still you in a way. A Hardy, the bloodline, whatever. But it was ALWAYS you and ONLY you."
Lita stormed to the door, swinging it open and looking back at him. "And for tonight? Matt had your gum. That gum you chew and the same toothpaste you use. I was so out of it he tasted like you. THAT'S RIGHT! I'm half conscious and when someone kissed me and the lips and everything tasted like you I THOUGHT it was you. Then he threw me through the ropes and I saw who it was. Wiped my mouth spat and everything."
She shook her head back, flipping her hair over her shoulder, not bothering to wipe at the tears anymore. "Do I still love you? I don't know. I can't marry you. Not now. You don't trust me and obviously you don't love me so what the hell do we have. I love Jeff Hardy. I just don't know if I loved the real man...or the man I thought you were. Goodbye." She turned her back. "I'll be with Trish, and I'll send Jay here." With that she closed the door behind her, not looking back.
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Stephanie and Jericho sat there silent, watching Jeff twirl the engagement ring that was just so recently returned to him. "God, Jeff, I'm sorry." Stephanie said, holding Chris's hand tighter in her own. A gesture he immediately returned.
Jeff shrugged, not caring that a tear slipped from his eye. "So am I. Last night..." He let out a shaky breath, staring at the ring a moment before looking up at his friends. "she said goodbye. She never says goodbye. She always used to say..." he coughed a minute before continuing. "That as long as you don't say goodbye, that person can never leave you. As long as you don't say goodbye, nothing has ended." He pressed his hands into his eyes. "She told me.the night I proposed, that when she says 'goodbye', that we'll be over. She said that she'd only say it on her deathbed or when I'm on mine, at the time when we'd no longer be together. And she...she...she said goodbye."
*** HAH HAH. BET YOU DIDN"T SEE THAT ONE COMING, HUH? Heh heh heh. Yes yes, you can hate me later. But for now let me know what you think. PS: AREN"T STEPH AND JERICHO GREAT. ***