Author's Notes- I'm so glad people like this fic! It's probably one of my
favorites to write right now. Really, I love how many good reviews I'm
getting on this one!
Well, I was looking through all of my notes for this fic and seemed to have lost my list of men for our dear depressed Stacy. But, I made a new list and in this chapter you will get to see two of the final four. I'm still not sure who I'll have her with in the end though.
BIG thank you to everyone who reviewed the last chapter and an advance thank you to anyone who reviews this one. I really do like to know what you think so please, review! Like I say, the more I get the more motivated I am to update the fic.
To point out a few comments made in the last batch of reviews though.SouthernersCanWrestle, honestly mall Santa Claus' scare the you-know- what out of me. I think the whole tradition is horribly twisted and agree with you, but that bit was kind of intertaining in the last chapter. Hehe. And Lissa, I'm not sure if it's possible to join Chris in Trishland, but if you can, I wanna go too!
Ok, that's it for now.hope you like the next chapter and as always, review!
~Tink~
Disclaimer- Disclaimer - I do not own WWE or any of their characters or ANYTHING in this fic. I have a mortal fear of lawyers so please don't sue me. This is just for fun.
Reminiscing of Christmases Long Long Ago
Jay walked around the hallways of the arena looking for one of two men. He really didn't care which one; he just wanted to talk to at least one of his hopeful prospects for Stacy. He peeked into locker rooms discreetly and hoped to see one of his candidates. He had made his way to the green room where a large spread of catered food was waiting for all of the superstars when he saw him.
"Hey man what's up?" Jason asked as he grabbed a plate and walked up next to him in front of the cheese display.
"Hey Jay, long time no see. I figured you would be out with Amy," Randy said flashing a smile. "You two have been quite the inseparable pair as of late? Any changes on the romance front?"
"No, not yet, I'm working on it though," Jay said nervously raking a hand through his hair. "How about you, any special lady you have in mind to spend these cold, cold nights with?"
"Well, there are a few prospects, but you know how picky I can be." Randy smiled cockily as Jay made the mental not of his pickiness. "But, who isn't picky when it comes to looking for that special someone."
"I know what you mean; you just get so tired of dating around, getting hurt, and hurting others. Sooner or later, you've got to settle down, right?" Jay looked at Randy in hope.
"Right man, but it is hard," Randy sighed as two scantily clad women walked by eyeing him appreciatively, "very hard when you've got so much of that around you all the time."
"You've just got to know how to control yourself," Jay laughed at his friend.
"I don't see how you do it, I guess I just need to find that special one who's going to make me forget all of those others," Randy said.
"Yeah, well hey, I'm gonna go find Amy, I'll catch up with you later ok?" Randy nodded and went back to picking out his food and admiring the women walking by.
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"Chris man, where's your better half?" A voice called from down the hallway as Chris turned around.
"Shane McMahon! How's it going man?"
"I've been good. The time off was well needed," he said with a smile. "Lonely, but well needed."
"So still single I presume?" Chris asked nonchalantly.
"Yeah, unlike you who finally seemed to have found a girl," Shane laughed, "and not just any girl, but Trish, you're one lucky man."
"I tell myself that everyday." Chris smiled fondly as he thought of Trish, then shook his head to try to refocus his mind to the task at hand.
"So, any one you thinking of asking out? I mean, there is the company Christmas party, big opportunity for a single man such as yourself."
"Well, I was thinking of one girl, but I'm not too sure what she would say." Shane looked around nervously. "Can I ask your advice?"
"Sure buddy, you can tell me anything," Chris said supportively.
"What do you think of Stacy Keibler?"
"Stacy?"
"Yeah, I know, she just got out of that whole Andrew and Scott thing and the last thing she needs is a new relationship, but." Shane's voice trailed off.
"But what?"
"This is going to sound so childish." Shane sighed. "I've had the biggest crush on her since that whole Invasion storyline. But I didn't say anything, and Andrew did and we all know how that turned out."
"Yeah, horribly," Chris pulled his hand through his hair. "But you never know, maybe now is your chance. Who knows, if you don't speak up, she might meet another Andrew."
"Yeah but," Shane pulled at his hair in frustration. "I don't think I could take the rejection coming from her. And I don't want to rush her into anything. And I don't even know how she feels, if only, hey!"
"Oh no."
"Chris old buddy old pal." Shane put a friendly arm around Chris' shoulders. "You could talk to her for me and see what she thinks. Or get that matchmaking girlfriend of yours to see what she thinks. Please you've got to help me."
"Fine," Chris smiled, he couldn't believe how easy this was going to be and wondered if Jason was having the same luck that he was having. "I'll talk to her, or Trish will and I'll get back to you."
"Thanks man," Shane clapped Chris on the back before setting off down the hall, "you're a real pal."
"If you only knew," Chris said softly once Shane was out of earshot.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Why hello Red," Jay said walking up to Amy after the show giving her a hug. "You were wonderful tonight."
"You too, I looked for you before the show, I missed you yesterday." Amy smiled softly and Jason's heart nearly melted.
"Well, what do you say we catch up over some coffee," Jay offered. Amy nodded and the two walked out towards the arena's exit. A stagehand opened the door and they were greeted by a strong gust of snowy, icy wind.
"It's freezing!" Amy said absently as she pulled her coat tighter around her.
"Oh well here," Jay quickly reached into his bag and pulled out a large zip up sweater and draped it over Amy's shoulders while keeping one arm around her to hold the sweater in place. "This should keep you warmer."
Amy couldn't help but smile at the gesture and Jason barely noticed how she moved closer to him, slowly putting one arm around his waist and one hand on the his hand on her shoulder. Jason felt the cool skin from her hand touch his and suddenly didn't feel like he needed a coat anymore. No amount of cold could affect him as long as she kept her hand on his and he couldn't help but frown when they reached his rental and she had to let go. He opened the door for her and she got in shutting the door from the cold of outside as Jason ran around the car and quickly entered his side. He smiled when he saw her pulling his sweater closer to her. He put the key in the ignition and the two started off to a nearby Starbucks.
"Coffee good, coffee warm," Amy laughed as the walked into the small café and ordered their drinks.
"I keep forgetting how you southerners aren't that use to cold." Jason joked.
"No, on the coast and in the south where I've lived, you don't get more than a couple of inches a year." Amy said a she clasped both of her cold hands around the warm paper cup Jason handed her and took a sip of the warmth within it. "I don't know what I would have done if I were in Canada in the winter. There's so much snow. What do you do?"
"Not much, honestly," Jason laughed. "We would mess around in the snow, and we would spend a lot of time with our families. We had a lot of snow days that was for sure." Amy laughed.
"Now that sounds like fun," Amy sighed. "I think I could bare the snow and cold for some quality holiday time with my family like we use to have."
"What do you mean?" Jay looked at Amy as he took a sip hoping he would give him a little insight into what he was going to do for her for Christmas.
"I just miss the old days I guess." Amy smiled as she reminisced. "The whole house would smell ginger bread and pine. It was delicious. And all through the house, my mother would have poinsettias, everywhere, every color. And then, Christmas Eve, right before I would go to bed, we would sit by the fireplace, and sing Christmas carols drinking eggnog."
"That sounds heavenly." Jason smiled piecing together a small plan.
"What about you?" Amy asked as she drank more of her coffee.
"Well, my whole family, and I mean whole family, would get together Christmas Eve and have this big dinner. We would have turkey, ham, stuffing, potatoes, and every kind of dessert you can imagine. Then when everyone had eaten there fill, one of my uncle's would put on this old Santa suit and pass out gifts to everyone." Jason smiled. "Those were the good days."
"It sounds like it," Amy sighed. She looked to Jason who had finished his cup. "So, shall we head back to the hotel, maybe we can catch a pay per view movie?"
"Sounds good to me," Jay said standing up offering her his hand. "Well my dear lady, out in to the bitter cold we go." Amy laughed as she took his and the two walked out in to the snow and the ice.
Well, I was looking through all of my notes for this fic and seemed to have lost my list of men for our dear depressed Stacy. But, I made a new list and in this chapter you will get to see two of the final four. I'm still not sure who I'll have her with in the end though.
BIG thank you to everyone who reviewed the last chapter and an advance thank you to anyone who reviews this one. I really do like to know what you think so please, review! Like I say, the more I get the more motivated I am to update the fic.
To point out a few comments made in the last batch of reviews though.SouthernersCanWrestle, honestly mall Santa Claus' scare the you-know- what out of me. I think the whole tradition is horribly twisted and agree with you, but that bit was kind of intertaining in the last chapter. Hehe. And Lissa, I'm not sure if it's possible to join Chris in Trishland, but if you can, I wanna go too!
Ok, that's it for now.hope you like the next chapter and as always, review!
~Tink~
Disclaimer- Disclaimer - I do not own WWE or any of their characters or ANYTHING in this fic. I have a mortal fear of lawyers so please don't sue me. This is just for fun.
Reminiscing of Christmases Long Long Ago
Jay walked around the hallways of the arena looking for one of two men. He really didn't care which one; he just wanted to talk to at least one of his hopeful prospects for Stacy. He peeked into locker rooms discreetly and hoped to see one of his candidates. He had made his way to the green room where a large spread of catered food was waiting for all of the superstars when he saw him.
"Hey man what's up?" Jason asked as he grabbed a plate and walked up next to him in front of the cheese display.
"Hey Jay, long time no see. I figured you would be out with Amy," Randy said flashing a smile. "You two have been quite the inseparable pair as of late? Any changes on the romance front?"
"No, not yet, I'm working on it though," Jay said nervously raking a hand through his hair. "How about you, any special lady you have in mind to spend these cold, cold nights with?"
"Well, there are a few prospects, but you know how picky I can be." Randy smiled cockily as Jay made the mental not of his pickiness. "But, who isn't picky when it comes to looking for that special someone."
"I know what you mean; you just get so tired of dating around, getting hurt, and hurting others. Sooner or later, you've got to settle down, right?" Jay looked at Randy in hope.
"Right man, but it is hard," Randy sighed as two scantily clad women walked by eyeing him appreciatively, "very hard when you've got so much of that around you all the time."
"You've just got to know how to control yourself," Jay laughed at his friend.
"I don't see how you do it, I guess I just need to find that special one who's going to make me forget all of those others," Randy said.
"Yeah, well hey, I'm gonna go find Amy, I'll catch up with you later ok?" Randy nodded and went back to picking out his food and admiring the women walking by.
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"Chris man, where's your better half?" A voice called from down the hallway as Chris turned around.
"Shane McMahon! How's it going man?"
"I've been good. The time off was well needed," he said with a smile. "Lonely, but well needed."
"So still single I presume?" Chris asked nonchalantly.
"Yeah, unlike you who finally seemed to have found a girl," Shane laughed, "and not just any girl, but Trish, you're one lucky man."
"I tell myself that everyday." Chris smiled fondly as he thought of Trish, then shook his head to try to refocus his mind to the task at hand.
"So, any one you thinking of asking out? I mean, there is the company Christmas party, big opportunity for a single man such as yourself."
"Well, I was thinking of one girl, but I'm not too sure what she would say." Shane looked around nervously. "Can I ask your advice?"
"Sure buddy, you can tell me anything," Chris said supportively.
"What do you think of Stacy Keibler?"
"Stacy?"
"Yeah, I know, she just got out of that whole Andrew and Scott thing and the last thing she needs is a new relationship, but." Shane's voice trailed off.
"But what?"
"This is going to sound so childish." Shane sighed. "I've had the biggest crush on her since that whole Invasion storyline. But I didn't say anything, and Andrew did and we all know how that turned out."
"Yeah, horribly," Chris pulled his hand through his hair. "But you never know, maybe now is your chance. Who knows, if you don't speak up, she might meet another Andrew."
"Yeah but," Shane pulled at his hair in frustration. "I don't think I could take the rejection coming from her. And I don't want to rush her into anything. And I don't even know how she feels, if only, hey!"
"Oh no."
"Chris old buddy old pal." Shane put a friendly arm around Chris' shoulders. "You could talk to her for me and see what she thinks. Or get that matchmaking girlfriend of yours to see what she thinks. Please you've got to help me."
"Fine," Chris smiled, he couldn't believe how easy this was going to be and wondered if Jason was having the same luck that he was having. "I'll talk to her, or Trish will and I'll get back to you."
"Thanks man," Shane clapped Chris on the back before setting off down the hall, "you're a real pal."
"If you only knew," Chris said softly once Shane was out of earshot.
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"Why hello Red," Jay said walking up to Amy after the show giving her a hug. "You were wonderful tonight."
"You too, I looked for you before the show, I missed you yesterday." Amy smiled softly and Jason's heart nearly melted.
"Well, what do you say we catch up over some coffee," Jay offered. Amy nodded and the two walked out towards the arena's exit. A stagehand opened the door and they were greeted by a strong gust of snowy, icy wind.
"It's freezing!" Amy said absently as she pulled her coat tighter around her.
"Oh well here," Jay quickly reached into his bag and pulled out a large zip up sweater and draped it over Amy's shoulders while keeping one arm around her to hold the sweater in place. "This should keep you warmer."
Amy couldn't help but smile at the gesture and Jason barely noticed how she moved closer to him, slowly putting one arm around his waist and one hand on the his hand on her shoulder. Jason felt the cool skin from her hand touch his and suddenly didn't feel like he needed a coat anymore. No amount of cold could affect him as long as she kept her hand on his and he couldn't help but frown when they reached his rental and she had to let go. He opened the door for her and she got in shutting the door from the cold of outside as Jason ran around the car and quickly entered his side. He smiled when he saw her pulling his sweater closer to her. He put the key in the ignition and the two started off to a nearby Starbucks.
"Coffee good, coffee warm," Amy laughed as the walked into the small café and ordered their drinks.
"I keep forgetting how you southerners aren't that use to cold." Jason joked.
"No, on the coast and in the south where I've lived, you don't get more than a couple of inches a year." Amy said a she clasped both of her cold hands around the warm paper cup Jason handed her and took a sip of the warmth within it. "I don't know what I would have done if I were in Canada in the winter. There's so much snow. What do you do?"
"Not much, honestly," Jason laughed. "We would mess around in the snow, and we would spend a lot of time with our families. We had a lot of snow days that was for sure." Amy laughed.
"Now that sounds like fun," Amy sighed. "I think I could bare the snow and cold for some quality holiday time with my family like we use to have."
"What do you mean?" Jay looked at Amy as he took a sip hoping he would give him a little insight into what he was going to do for her for Christmas.
"I just miss the old days I guess." Amy smiled as she reminisced. "The whole house would smell ginger bread and pine. It was delicious. And all through the house, my mother would have poinsettias, everywhere, every color. And then, Christmas Eve, right before I would go to bed, we would sit by the fireplace, and sing Christmas carols drinking eggnog."
"That sounds heavenly." Jason smiled piecing together a small plan.
"What about you?" Amy asked as she drank more of her coffee.
"Well, my whole family, and I mean whole family, would get together Christmas Eve and have this big dinner. We would have turkey, ham, stuffing, potatoes, and every kind of dessert you can imagine. Then when everyone had eaten there fill, one of my uncle's would put on this old Santa suit and pass out gifts to everyone." Jason smiled. "Those were the good days."
"It sounds like it," Amy sighed. She looked to Jason who had finished his cup. "So, shall we head back to the hotel, maybe we can catch a pay per view movie?"
"Sounds good to me," Jay said standing up offering her his hand. "Well my dear lady, out in to the bitter cold we go." Amy laughed as she took his and the two walked out in to the snow and the ice.