Title: Transcending
Author: Crimson Coin. Crimson_Coin@yahoo.com
Rating: PG13 ... maybe 15
Summery: Can multiple couples transcend boundaries to find love.
TimeLine: End of 2002
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
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RAW
"Chris, please relax. Everything will be ok." Stephanie said, softly trying to calm the blonde Canadian.
Chris viciously shook his head. "No way. I don't care who he is or what Hunter did. I don't want you out there when he fights the Big Show tonight. I don't want you getting hurt."
Stephanie sighed. "I'm not going to get hurt. Hunter didn't have to make this match, but he did. Heyman will be out there with Show and I will be out there with Hunter. He's promised nothing will happen to me."
Chris crossed his arms over his chest. "And you trust Hunter? Since when after he left you high, dry and pedigreed you in the ring."
A fire returned to Stephanie's eyes as her temper flared. "You don't KNOW Hunter. Yeah, he hurt me. I hurt him too. We just didn't meet at the same point in the end. But he's a GOOD MAN! I trust him, Chris. And that just kills you doesn't it."
The fire rose in Chris's eyes. "It kills me that you think that nothing will happen cuz HUNTER is at your side. You can't go out there. I won't let you."
Stephanie raised her brows. "You won't let me, you say." She let out a hearty laugh, looking at the others in the room. "Did you hear that? He won't let me." Jeff, Christian, Rob and Trish shifted rather uncomfortably as she continued. "Won't let me, Jericho. Did I hear you right?"
Chris nodded, fiercely. "Yeah you did. I won't let you go out there with that bastard being the only thing between you and the Big Show and whatever other trick Heyman has up his sleeve."
"You can't tell me what to do, Jericho." Stephanie hissed. "I'm my own person and you have NO control over me. You have no right to order me to do anything and I will do as I please. So if I want to accompany Hunter to the ring for a match, I will!" She turned on her heels, stalking to the door.
Chris lunged forward, grabbing her arm and turning her to face him. Her fired eyes locked onto him. But a different look now graced his face. One of complete concern. "I just don't want you getting hurt."
Stephanie sighed, reaching across her body to grab hold of his hand and giving it a slight squeeze. "I'll be fine, honey. I promise ok. You just need to trust me."
"Steph," Trish spoke up. "What if I go out there with you? That way there's two of us for Heyman, and another woman wouldn't be suspicious. And you guys will all be right back here if anything happens."
Stephanie smiled. "Fine. There, Chris. Is that better?"
Chris stuck out his lip in a pout. "Well not really. But it'll have to do."
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Steph paced outside the ring. The match was getting vicious and both Triple H and Show lay on the ground, exhausted. Triple H looked at her and nodded. Steph smiled, digging under the ring and pulling out a sledgehammer. Big Show would be sorry now. Steph slid into the ring, helping Hunter to his feet before handing him the sledge.
Hunter smiled back at her and motioned for her to stand behind him as Show slowly made it to his feet. Both men paused, squaring off. Stephanie wasn't sure what the hold up was. Then Hunter turned to look at her, a sinister smile on his face. With one fluid motion he drove the hammer into Stephanie's stomach.
Stephanie crumbled to the ground, clutching at her abdomen. Trish was at her side instantly, lying over her to keep Hunter from hitting them again. Show reached down, fisting some of the blonde diva's hair in his hand and lifting her to a standing position. As Hunter kicked Stephanie in the back, Show wrapped a big hand around Trish's throat. Trish closed her eyes.
Then the pressure was gone. Trish fell back onto her rear, not sure what just happened. She rubbed her head, forcing her eyes open and spotting Stephanie to her right. Oh God, the blood dripping from her mouth. Then Chris Benoit's music blared and Trish turned her sights from her friend to the others in the ring seeing Benoit and Rhyno standing there, yelling at a retreating Hunter and Big Show.
The cameras broke for commercial and the two men turned to the women. Benoit quickly dove to Stephanie's side and Rhyno looked at Trish. "Are you ok?"
Trish, confused at his concern, blinked once, twice. "Uh. Yeah, I'm ok."
Rhyno reached down, gently helping her to her feet. "Are you sure? He didn't choke you did he?"
Trish shook her head, still confused. Rhyno so nice and gentle. She never knew it in him to be so kind. She reached up, rubbing her neck. "I'm ok. I'll live. But Steph. Oh God," And the blonde diva threw herself onto her knees at Stephanie's side.
As the paramedics charged down to the ring, Rhyno placed a hand on Trish's shoulder. "Come now. You have to make room so they can help her."
Trish looked up, not sure of what to read from Rhyno's. She let out a teary choke then nodded. And he carefully helped her to her feet. As the paramedics rolled Stephanie onto her back, Trish cringed, hiding her face against Rhyno's chest. Rhyno winced at the sight. Yes, even the trickles of blood coming from Stephanie McMahon's mouth bothered the 'animal'.
Rhyno looked towards the ramp as Chris Jericho and Christian charged down the ramp. Jericho dove to Steph's side, lying on his stomach as he spoke to her, tears in his eyes. Christian was immediately by Trish. The diva however never looked up. Benoit rested a hand on Rhyno's shoulder and he sighed, relinquishing his hold of the blonde diva to Christian.
Benoit and Rhyno rolled out of the ring, walking backwards up the ramp, neither really wanting to leave, but not feeling in place. Trish's eyes wandered from Steph to the ramp, realizing that Rhyno wasn't with her anymore. But the man beast was staring at her, watching her so carefully. She was transfixed on him as the two men paused on the ramp, Benoit looking behind them as Rhyno held her stare.
That moment seemed to last forever and Trish didn't know what it was that raced through her under his gaze. It was so electric, so charged. Something she'd never felt before with anyone. Benoit pulled at Rhyno's arm and the man beast turned his head to look at his friend. The two exchanged words but no one could hear them. Rhyno pointed to the ring and Benoit patted his partner's back. Rhyno bowed his head with a nod, then flicked his straggled hair over his shoulder and the two walked behind the curtain and out of sight.
Stephanie was unconscious; Jericho was angry and worried; Christian, frightened - he was shaking; and Trish was more confused then she'd ever been before.
*** AWWWWWWWWWWWW, ISN'T RHYNO SWEEEEEET! Yeah so anyway here's another chappy. What do we think? Yes, Cathy there will be more Jeff/Lita just let me deal with some other couples for a while. OK. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK! Read, review, flame, whatever man. BRING IT! ***
Author: Crimson Coin. Crimson_Coin@yahoo.com
Rating: PG13 ... maybe 15
Summery: Can multiple couples transcend boundaries to find love.
TimeLine: End of 2002
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
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RAW
"Chris, please relax. Everything will be ok." Stephanie said, softly trying to calm the blonde Canadian.
Chris viciously shook his head. "No way. I don't care who he is or what Hunter did. I don't want you out there when he fights the Big Show tonight. I don't want you getting hurt."
Stephanie sighed. "I'm not going to get hurt. Hunter didn't have to make this match, but he did. Heyman will be out there with Show and I will be out there with Hunter. He's promised nothing will happen to me."
Chris crossed his arms over his chest. "And you trust Hunter? Since when after he left you high, dry and pedigreed you in the ring."
A fire returned to Stephanie's eyes as her temper flared. "You don't KNOW Hunter. Yeah, he hurt me. I hurt him too. We just didn't meet at the same point in the end. But he's a GOOD MAN! I trust him, Chris. And that just kills you doesn't it."
The fire rose in Chris's eyes. "It kills me that you think that nothing will happen cuz HUNTER is at your side. You can't go out there. I won't let you."
Stephanie raised her brows. "You won't let me, you say." She let out a hearty laugh, looking at the others in the room. "Did you hear that? He won't let me." Jeff, Christian, Rob and Trish shifted rather uncomfortably as she continued. "Won't let me, Jericho. Did I hear you right?"
Chris nodded, fiercely. "Yeah you did. I won't let you go out there with that bastard being the only thing between you and the Big Show and whatever other trick Heyman has up his sleeve."
"You can't tell me what to do, Jericho." Stephanie hissed. "I'm my own person and you have NO control over me. You have no right to order me to do anything and I will do as I please. So if I want to accompany Hunter to the ring for a match, I will!" She turned on her heels, stalking to the door.
Chris lunged forward, grabbing her arm and turning her to face him. Her fired eyes locked onto him. But a different look now graced his face. One of complete concern. "I just don't want you getting hurt."
Stephanie sighed, reaching across her body to grab hold of his hand and giving it a slight squeeze. "I'll be fine, honey. I promise ok. You just need to trust me."
"Steph," Trish spoke up. "What if I go out there with you? That way there's two of us for Heyman, and another woman wouldn't be suspicious. And you guys will all be right back here if anything happens."
Stephanie smiled. "Fine. There, Chris. Is that better?"
Chris stuck out his lip in a pout. "Well not really. But it'll have to do."
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Steph paced outside the ring. The match was getting vicious and both Triple H and Show lay on the ground, exhausted. Triple H looked at her and nodded. Steph smiled, digging under the ring and pulling out a sledgehammer. Big Show would be sorry now. Steph slid into the ring, helping Hunter to his feet before handing him the sledge.
Hunter smiled back at her and motioned for her to stand behind him as Show slowly made it to his feet. Both men paused, squaring off. Stephanie wasn't sure what the hold up was. Then Hunter turned to look at her, a sinister smile on his face. With one fluid motion he drove the hammer into Stephanie's stomach.
Stephanie crumbled to the ground, clutching at her abdomen. Trish was at her side instantly, lying over her to keep Hunter from hitting them again. Show reached down, fisting some of the blonde diva's hair in his hand and lifting her to a standing position. As Hunter kicked Stephanie in the back, Show wrapped a big hand around Trish's throat. Trish closed her eyes.
Then the pressure was gone. Trish fell back onto her rear, not sure what just happened. She rubbed her head, forcing her eyes open and spotting Stephanie to her right. Oh God, the blood dripping from her mouth. Then Chris Benoit's music blared and Trish turned her sights from her friend to the others in the ring seeing Benoit and Rhyno standing there, yelling at a retreating Hunter and Big Show.
The cameras broke for commercial and the two men turned to the women. Benoit quickly dove to Stephanie's side and Rhyno looked at Trish. "Are you ok?"
Trish, confused at his concern, blinked once, twice. "Uh. Yeah, I'm ok."
Rhyno reached down, gently helping her to her feet. "Are you sure? He didn't choke you did he?"
Trish shook her head, still confused. Rhyno so nice and gentle. She never knew it in him to be so kind. She reached up, rubbing her neck. "I'm ok. I'll live. But Steph. Oh God," And the blonde diva threw herself onto her knees at Stephanie's side.
As the paramedics charged down to the ring, Rhyno placed a hand on Trish's shoulder. "Come now. You have to make room so they can help her."
Trish looked up, not sure of what to read from Rhyno's. She let out a teary choke then nodded. And he carefully helped her to her feet. As the paramedics rolled Stephanie onto her back, Trish cringed, hiding her face against Rhyno's chest. Rhyno winced at the sight. Yes, even the trickles of blood coming from Stephanie McMahon's mouth bothered the 'animal'.
Rhyno looked towards the ramp as Chris Jericho and Christian charged down the ramp. Jericho dove to Steph's side, lying on his stomach as he spoke to her, tears in his eyes. Christian was immediately by Trish. The diva however never looked up. Benoit rested a hand on Rhyno's shoulder and he sighed, relinquishing his hold of the blonde diva to Christian.
Benoit and Rhyno rolled out of the ring, walking backwards up the ramp, neither really wanting to leave, but not feeling in place. Trish's eyes wandered from Steph to the ramp, realizing that Rhyno wasn't with her anymore. But the man beast was staring at her, watching her so carefully. She was transfixed on him as the two men paused on the ramp, Benoit looking behind them as Rhyno held her stare.
That moment seemed to last forever and Trish didn't know what it was that raced through her under his gaze. It was so electric, so charged. Something she'd never felt before with anyone. Benoit pulled at Rhyno's arm and the man beast turned his head to look at his friend. The two exchanged words but no one could hear them. Rhyno pointed to the ring and Benoit patted his partner's back. Rhyno bowed his head with a nod, then flicked his straggled hair over his shoulder and the two walked behind the curtain and out of sight.
Stephanie was unconscious; Jericho was angry and worried; Christian, frightened - he was shaking; and Trish was more confused then she'd ever been before.
*** AWWWWWWWWWWWW, ISN'T RHYNO SWEEEEEET! Yeah so anyway here's another chappy. What do we think? Yes, Cathy there will be more Jeff/Lita just let me deal with some other couples for a while. OK. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK! Read, review, flame, whatever man. BRING IT! ***