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XA/N: MK, Vince had an idea.....
The group of 13 (12 of us and Vince) made their way into the hotel. They all walked up to the same room to have "conference". Before getting anywhere though, Steph **had** to hug Vince.
"Thank you!!!!!!!" She screamed at him. Apparently she was very happy to have been rescued by him. Kurt didn't seem too pleased with that, though. Steph winked at him. "Don't worry Kurt, I haven't forgotten you!!" she said, and then ran to him and hugged him really hard. Vince just shook his head and continued on.
Chris and Lizzie walked hand-in-hand, as did the other love birds, which basically sums up to be all of them. Kazza still couldn't put her finger on it, but something seemed awkward about this whole situation. (BTW, I watched the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles earlier today [I was BORED] anyways, so this could end up being a spin off of that.)
Shawn and JB brought up the rear of the group. Shawn kept trying to make idle conversation with her, but she seemed distant, more so than usual. That seemed to be the case with Rockie and Akila as well. They still made their way to the room.
After walking a little bit more, they **finally** reached the room. And Vince began to speak.
"On the way over here, I have decided whom to elect for our new General Manager of RAW," he started. "I have noticed that all of you are very much....well, let's say effective as a group. Therefore, I have decided to cut the GM job into 12 parts for RAW only." Vince looked around the room; everyone seemed to be groaning inwardly. Vince smiled and went on. "One piece belongs to you, Lizzie Borden." Lizzie jumped up and down for a couple of seconds, then calmed herself. (You can bet that Chris was very pleased with that.
"Another piece belongs to you, Akila." He said. Once again, same type of reaction.
"Yet another belongs to Steph. And after that, pieces also belong to Kazza, Rockie and JB. Not to mention," he added, "Every single male wrestler in this room excluding myself." He finished.
"That means that all of us are GMs!!!" Kurt yelled. Kazza rolled her eyes. Steph merely smiled.
"Duh you assclown!!!" Jericho yelled. From somewhere above, someone was watching and listening intently....a very large number of someones.....
To be continued.......
**
Chris hung up his cell phone and looked out at the tornadoes from his position in the truck. They seemed to be pretty far off.
"Stay there, Lita, I'll be right there." He yelled over to her, and then he took off running. He bolted around to the other side of the truck and hopped in. Cameron wasn't there, though.
"Where's Cameron?" he yelled from behind her as he tried to move some of the rubble to free her.
"He's supposed to be there!!" She screamed. Chris looked around the remains of the truck and saw what looked like a car seat.
"Cameron?" he asked. He peeked into the back seat to find a perfectly ok, although shaken, Cameron.
"I think I'm gonna be sick." He said, shortly before blowing chunks on Chris. Chris didn't seem to mind too much, though. Chris freed Cameron of the car seat and continued to work on Lita.
"Can you move yet?" he asked her.
"No, wait...I think I might be able to," she said, inching back slowly. After a little bit, she was finally free of the truck. Chris sat down, exhausted with what the day had held for him. Cameron sat on his lap instinctively and Lita merely sat. Not long after that, the winds picked up speed.
"Looks, like the twisters are coming back for another spin." Chris noted, then moved his hands to his neck. All of a sudden the truck began to spin around on the concrete.
"Oh SHIT!!!" Chris screamed as he felt the truck go up in the air. He grabbed onto Lita and Cameron's hand, until his head smacked against the dashboard....
**
Shawn held the ring numbly in his hand.
"What, what's in it?" Rebecca asked, and then she suddenly crumpled to the floor.
"Becky!!" he yelled as he stumbled out of the bed painfully. He sat on the cold hospital floor next to her. With his hands, he gently raised her head so that he could see her face.
"We were married, you and I. I came up with a plan with Hunter to...to...get you to come home.." she said, tears brimming in her eyes.
"Shhh," he said, putting a finger to his lips. She shook her head and continued.
"I lied to you, Shawn. Hunter and I had been sleeping together for a while, but one day he went beserk on me. I-I ran to the kitchen and he cut my throat, he thought, he thought I was dead, but I wasn't. I just ended up with amnesia and no one ever told you, oh Shawn I'm so sorry!!" She sobbed into his chest. Shawn soothed her and hugged her.
They sat on the hospital floor hugging and crying as they had found each other again, while their son and Shawn's best friend were fighting for their life in the storm of the century.......
**
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A/N: Thank you so, so much!!! 95 reviews!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If this story breaks 100.....I'm gonna freak out!!! Thanks to everyone who has stuck with this story and I'm really sorry for the irregularity of the updates!!!!!!!!!! Now, to XA/N!!!
XA/N: MK, Vince had an idea.....
The group of 13 (12 of us and Vince) made their way into the hotel. They all walked up to the same room to have "conference". Before getting anywhere though, Steph **had** to hug Vince.
"Thank you!!!!!!!" She screamed at him. Apparently she was very happy to have been rescued by him. Kurt didn't seem too pleased with that, though. Steph winked at him. "Don't worry Kurt, I haven't forgotten you!!" she said, and then ran to him and hugged him really hard. Vince just shook his head and continued on.
Chris and Lizzie walked hand-in-hand, as did the other love birds, which basically sums up to be all of them. Kazza still couldn't put her finger on it, but something seemed awkward about this whole situation. (BTW, I watched the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles earlier today [I was BORED] anyways, so this could end up being a spin off of that.)
Shawn and JB brought up the rear of the group. Shawn kept trying to make idle conversation with her, but she seemed distant, more so than usual. That seemed to be the case with Rockie and Akila as well. They still made their way to the room.
After walking a little bit more, they **finally** reached the room. And Vince began to speak.
"On the way over here, I have decided whom to elect for our new General Manager of RAW," he started. "I have noticed that all of you are very much....well, let's say effective as a group. Therefore, I have decided to cut the GM job into 12 parts for RAW only." Vince looked around the room; everyone seemed to be groaning inwardly. Vince smiled and went on. "One piece belongs to you, Lizzie Borden." Lizzie jumped up and down for a couple of seconds, then calmed herself. (You can bet that Chris was very pleased with that.
"Another piece belongs to you, Akila." He said. Once again, same type of reaction.
"Yet another belongs to Steph. And after that, pieces also belong to Kazza, Rockie and JB. Not to mention," he added, "Every single male wrestler in this room excluding myself." He finished.
"That means that all of us are GMs!!!" Kurt yelled. Kazza rolled her eyes. Steph merely smiled.
"Duh you assclown!!!" Jericho yelled. From somewhere above, someone was watching and listening intently....a very large number of someones.....
To be continued.......
**
Chris hung up his cell phone and looked out at the tornadoes from his position in the truck. They seemed to be pretty far off.
"Stay there, Lita, I'll be right there." He yelled over to her, and then he took off running. He bolted around to the other side of the truck and hopped in. Cameron wasn't there, though.
"Where's Cameron?" he yelled from behind her as he tried to move some of the rubble to free her.
"He's supposed to be there!!" She screamed. Chris looked around the remains of the truck and saw what looked like a car seat.
"Cameron?" he asked. He peeked into the back seat to find a perfectly ok, although shaken, Cameron.
"I think I'm gonna be sick." He said, shortly before blowing chunks on Chris. Chris didn't seem to mind too much, though. Chris freed Cameron of the car seat and continued to work on Lita.
"Can you move yet?" he asked her.
"No, wait...I think I might be able to," she said, inching back slowly. After a little bit, she was finally free of the truck. Chris sat down, exhausted with what the day had held for him. Cameron sat on his lap instinctively and Lita merely sat. Not long after that, the winds picked up speed.
"Looks, like the twisters are coming back for another spin." Chris noted, then moved his hands to his neck. All of a sudden the truck began to spin around on the concrete.
"Oh SHIT!!!" Chris screamed as he felt the truck go up in the air. He grabbed onto Lita and Cameron's hand, until his head smacked against the dashboard....
**
Shawn held the ring numbly in his hand.
"What, what's in it?" Rebecca asked, and then she suddenly crumpled to the floor.
"Becky!!" he yelled as he stumbled out of the bed painfully. He sat on the cold hospital floor next to her. With his hands, he gently raised her head so that he could see her face.
"We were married, you and I. I came up with a plan with Hunter to...to...get you to come home.." she said, tears brimming in her eyes.
"Shhh," he said, putting a finger to his lips. She shook her head and continued.
"I lied to you, Shawn. Hunter and I had been sleeping together for a while, but one day he went beserk on me. I-I ran to the kitchen and he cut my throat, he thought, he thought I was dead, but I wasn't. I just ended up with amnesia and no one ever told you, oh Shawn I'm so sorry!!" She sobbed into his chest. Shawn soothed her and hugged her.
They sat on the hospital floor hugging and crying as they had found each other again, while their son and Shawn's best friend were fighting for their life in the storm of the century.......
**
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