Title: Missing My Side
Author: Rachel
E-mail: Edgechick816@aol.com
Category: WWE
Pairings: Victoria/Jericho, Molly/Christian, Edge/Lita.
Disclaimer: Everyone belongs to the WWE and themselves
Distribution: Ask please
Rating: PG13 (For now, it might go up later)
Spoilers: Around the last couple of months of the Invasion, I'm messing with the time lines.
Summary: The WWF divas infiltrate the Alliance, are they in for more then they barged for?
Notes: Response to Sarah's challenge :)
Feedback: Is loved and much appreciated :)
"I'm so sorry." Victoria apologized softly as she sneaked into Chris Jericho's hotel room.
"It's ok." he replied from his position lying on the bed, with an ice pack on his head, "They wouldn't have really believed that we were over if you hadn't hit me with the chair." he groaned.
She winced, "Does it hurt?"
"Not really." he lied, sliding the ice pack onto the bed. He couldn't stand the sad look on her face.
"You're lying to me, it does hurt." she sadly.
"Baby, come here."
She moved across the room meeting him on the bed. She sat over him, straddling his waist as he reached up to intertwine his fingers with hers, "You just had to do what you had to do."
"And just why did I have to do it?" she pouted in that way he thought was so adorable.
"Because the Alliance wouldn't expect us to send in a woman, they don't see women of any real value, unlike me." He smirked.
"I guess they wouldn't with Stacy and Torrie around." she wrinkled her nose a little. "But why did Molly have to do this?"
"So we could have the two of you hang out together and feed the info back to us. You're much safer together than apart." he stated, still playing with her fingers, "Where is Molly anyway? I haven't seen her since the show."
It was Victoria's turn to smirk, "I think she went to check on Christian, you know, after kicking him in the nuts and everything."
"Really?" he arched an eyebrow.
"I know Molly plays Miss Wholesome, but I think she has a freak side for Christian." He smiled at her comment and pulled her down to capture her lips in a kiss.
"You think everybody has a freak side."
"I don't, I'm just optimistic." she said perkily, leaning into his lips again. He wrapped his arms around her, even with his headache; it wasn't going to stop him from indulging in his favorite woman. She pulled back and rested her head on his chest.
"So where do you think you'll end up?" She heard him ask through the heartbeats of his chest.
"Probably with Lance Storm," she sighed, "I heard he was looking for a wench."
"Oh great, my girlfriend gets to parade around as Lance Storm's new wench." he said sarcastically.
"Don't sound so happy." she giggled, playfully hitting his arm,
"You watch out for him, I trust him about as far as Spike Dudley can throw him."
"Didn't you guys used to tag?"
"Yeah, and I used to work for Paul Heyman too." he said, disdain evident in his voice.
"Let's not think about that, Paul Heyman is yucky." She looked at him, making a face.
"You know you're really cute when you do that." He kissed her nose.
"Well, at least it's not as bad as the rumors of what Molly has to do." she pushed herself to a sitting position, putting her hands on her hips in her best superhero pose, "Mighty Molly!!"
"What!!" he laughed out loud.
"Apparently, Shane Helms is getting a superhero gimmick, and Molly's going to be his sidekick."
"That'll make for a couple of interesting months." he laughed again.
"Yeah," she said softly, leaning forward and kissing his forehead, "I'm sorry about the chair." she whispered, brushing some loose blonde hairs out of his face, "You wouldn't hit me with a chair, would you?" She asked.
"No baby, I wouldn't hit you with a chair." he said, stroking her long raven hair, "I'd never."
"But—"
"Even though almost everyone thinks you're a trader, I still won't." he said gently. "I care way too much to let anything happen to you." His fingertips softly traced her features. She looked straight into his crystal blue eyes, knowing that he was speaking the truth.
"You know this isn't going to be easy." she said after a beat.
"I know." he sighed as she rested her head on his chest once more, enjoying the feeling of being in her boyfriend's arms.
A/N: Reviews please, my muses live off them.
Author: Rachel
E-mail: Edgechick816@aol.com
Category: WWE
Pairings: Victoria/Jericho, Molly/Christian, Edge/Lita.
Disclaimer: Everyone belongs to the WWE and themselves
Distribution: Ask please
Rating: PG13 (For now, it might go up later)
Spoilers: Around the last couple of months of the Invasion, I'm messing with the time lines.
Summary: The WWF divas infiltrate the Alliance, are they in for more then they barged for?
Notes: Response to Sarah's challenge :)
Feedback: Is loved and much appreciated :)
"I'm so sorry." Victoria apologized softly as she sneaked into Chris Jericho's hotel room.
"It's ok." he replied from his position lying on the bed, with an ice pack on his head, "They wouldn't have really believed that we were over if you hadn't hit me with the chair." he groaned.
She winced, "Does it hurt?"
"Not really." he lied, sliding the ice pack onto the bed. He couldn't stand the sad look on her face.
"You're lying to me, it does hurt." she sadly.
"Baby, come here."
She moved across the room meeting him on the bed. She sat over him, straddling his waist as he reached up to intertwine his fingers with hers, "You just had to do what you had to do."
"And just why did I have to do it?" she pouted in that way he thought was so adorable.
"Because the Alliance wouldn't expect us to send in a woman, they don't see women of any real value, unlike me." He smirked.
"I guess they wouldn't with Stacy and Torrie around." she wrinkled her nose a little. "But why did Molly have to do this?"
"So we could have the two of you hang out together and feed the info back to us. You're much safer together than apart." he stated, still playing with her fingers, "Where is Molly anyway? I haven't seen her since the show."
It was Victoria's turn to smirk, "I think she went to check on Christian, you know, after kicking him in the nuts and everything."
"Really?" he arched an eyebrow.
"I know Molly plays Miss Wholesome, but I think she has a freak side for Christian." He smiled at her comment and pulled her down to capture her lips in a kiss.
"You think everybody has a freak side."
"I don't, I'm just optimistic." she said perkily, leaning into his lips again. He wrapped his arms around her, even with his headache; it wasn't going to stop him from indulging in his favorite woman. She pulled back and rested her head on his chest.
"So where do you think you'll end up?" She heard him ask through the heartbeats of his chest.
"Probably with Lance Storm," she sighed, "I heard he was looking for a wench."
"Oh great, my girlfriend gets to parade around as Lance Storm's new wench." he said sarcastically.
"Don't sound so happy." she giggled, playfully hitting his arm,
"You watch out for him, I trust him about as far as Spike Dudley can throw him."
"Didn't you guys used to tag?"
"Yeah, and I used to work for Paul Heyman too." he said, disdain evident in his voice.
"Let's not think about that, Paul Heyman is yucky." She looked at him, making a face.
"You know you're really cute when you do that." He kissed her nose.
"Well, at least it's not as bad as the rumors of what Molly has to do." she pushed herself to a sitting position, putting her hands on her hips in her best superhero pose, "Mighty Molly!!"
"What!!" he laughed out loud.
"Apparently, Shane Helms is getting a superhero gimmick, and Molly's going to be his sidekick."
"That'll make for a couple of interesting months." he laughed again.
"Yeah," she said softly, leaning forward and kissing his forehead, "I'm sorry about the chair." she whispered, brushing some loose blonde hairs out of his face, "You wouldn't hit me with a chair, would you?" She asked.
"No baby, I wouldn't hit you with a chair." he said, stroking her long raven hair, "I'd never."
"But—"
"Even though almost everyone thinks you're a trader, I still won't." he said gently. "I care way too much to let anything happen to you." His fingertips softly traced her features. She looked straight into his crystal blue eyes, knowing that he was speaking the truth.
"You know this isn't going to be easy." she said after a beat.
"I know." he sighed as she rested her head on his chest once more, enjoying the feeling of being in her boyfriend's arms.
A/N: Reviews please, my muses live off them.