Now before I start off, I'd like to thank some people for reviews:
StephanieIrvine04: I had to leave it at a cliffhanger! I'm glad you want an update, and I got this up as soon as possible!
ERIN: Here I am, continuing. I'm glad you like the story, and keep replying with your input, please!
DCFanatic4life: It's great to get compliments from the Chris/Stephanie queen herself! I'm glad you're interested, and I'd appreciate your input on future chapters.
Y2julia: I'm glad you liked it! And after this one is done (when that will be I'm not sure) I'll try my hardest for more stories!
In a few weeks, my computer will be moved to my room (don't ask! Heh...) so I will have many more opportunities to write! Enjoy!
As they started to walk towards the grocery store, Stephanie headed to grab a cart from a guy bringing them back into the store. Afterward, she thanked him, and was surprised to see Chris reach out in front of her.
"No, let me," he said, taking the cart from her and pushing it at a nice pace towards the entrance.
"Well aren't you just a gentleman," she joked with a slight eye roll.
"Hey, I saw that! I AM a gentleman... that's how my mother raised me, after all!"
"Okay, okay. I usually like to start at this side, and work my way over," she replied, making gestures to the appropriate sides of the store.
They turned a corner, and found themselves in the dairy section. She selected some items, reading ingredients and nutrition facts before putting them in the cart in front of Chris.
"Milk.... Cheese... yogurt... I'm good here."
Chris laughed at her anal-retentive double-checking. Then grabbed some orange juice, putting it in the child-seat part of the cart, claiming it as his section. They walked around the store picking up random things, and found themselves in the cereal aisle. Stephanie was walking further down the aisle, looking for a specific brand. She couldn't really focus, though. Chris was back. Her best friend was here... and needed her help. She had to get him to mention that again, to get down to the bottom of the situation. Finally she concentrated enough to grab what she was looking for: Special K. Chris, on the other hand, was heading back towards her with the cart. She noticed that he had made a selection as well, and reached for the box resting in the cart near his stomach. She held back a laugh as she read the box.
"Captain Crunch?" she questioned, looking at him like he was crazy, but still holding back laughter... he could tell.
"Mmm hmm... with berries!"
She chuckled at that. Mission accomplished... she laughed!
He flashed her a childlike, yet charming smile, and reached down into the main part of the cart to see what she grabbed. He seemed to be appalled at her selection.
"Eew, Steph! You got old person cereal!"
"It's not old person cereal! It's healthy!"
"HEALTHY?!!? We can't have that!"
With that, he took her back a little ways, and tossed a different box at her. While she was going to read it, he took her Special K and put it back on the shelf.
"A Cinnamon Toast Crunch knockoff? Come on, Chris!"
He couldn't give up... he was just happy to see her smiling again. He took the box from her again, intending on reading one of the side panels. He started to speak before he read it.
"It's plenty healthy if that's what you're worried about..."
She grabbed the box back before he got a chance to actually read the nutrition facts.
"The first ingredient is sugar!"
"Then sugar it is," he proclaimed as he set it in the cart.
"You were always one to hold on to childhood," she slyly added, trying to get him to discuss the past.
"Still am..."
He decided now was a good time to ask her... she was talking about their history with a hint of happiness in her voice.
She had the same thoughts, and didn't want to hint for what she wanted anymore.
"What're you here for, Chris? Really... It would be great if you just want to see me, but you said you needed my help with something."
"Oh... that... I do. It's nothing to serious. You are going to think I sound way cocky here, but I have a lot of things to do lately. More than ever, actually... meetings, shows, interviews, TV spots, and other personal family-type things. I'm not just pointing this out to rub in your face that you are out of the company."
She was listening intently, but she couldn't say that didn't sting a bit.
"I see you noticed I was no longer around after that match... for real I mean, not Stephanie McMahon the character."
"Yeah, I found out the day after actually. From your confidante and mine, our dear friend Kurt. Explained the whole situation."
"Ahh...I see," she said in an understanding way, then thought of something.
"WAIT! Kurt must know that you live in Greenwich now! Why didn't he tell me!?"
"Don't blame this on Kurt! I asked him not to tell. Like I said, I've only been here for three months anyway, and I told him I was coming to see you. It's not his fault. He said he hasn't talked to you in a while anyway."
"Ok... fine. He hasn't. Continue, please."
"I'm sure you know that I've never been fond of asking people for help. Hence the lack of assistant, agents, or Santa's little helpers of any sort. But that's changed now. I need something, someone..."
"Oh, is that it? I still know people. I can get you someone very respon—,"she faded off as she noticed Chris say something.
"You."
"Huh?"
"You. I want you to help me out. Organize things... Run my professional life, basically. I know you could do it very well, Steph."
That was a big question. He said it was nothing serious! That would require her with him a lot of the time... that could be great, but she wanted alone time. Then something else struck her. She had her answer.
"It's very nice for you to ask Chris, but I don't think that would work out. I mean, I don't need a job right now, I honestly did get enough money when working for my dad to last me a long while, and, plus, what will people think? 'Oh, look. It's lowly Ms. McMahon. She used to be my boss, but now she's under the rankings of another wrestler.' I couldn't do that."
"Um... okay. Thanks for considering it," he said, acting as dejected as he could muster, all the time preparing himself to bring out the other details, and knowing she would accept. "I just figured that you'd be back in the action. Back in the company. Behind the scenes at Raw... the whole shebang... but that's fine Steph, I respect your decision."
"At Raw? You mean I could travel? With the company?"
"No, I expected you to stay here and work for me by phone! Do you honestly think I would do that? I mean, not only do I need help managing things, but I," he struggled, debating whether or not to finish, "miss you."
She couldn't help but find that incredibly sweet. And he had a great point... she wanted to be back in the company, but she really missed him too... so she told him so.
With a hug. Right there in the middle of the cereal aisle. They didn't even hug that much when they were really close. Only when they wouldn't be seeing each other for a while did they hug, and that was just a friendly, one arm, pat-on-the-back hug.
For him, though, it wasn't the hug that surprised him. It was the nice kiss on his cheek after she whispered in his ear.
"I would love too. I miss you too, you know. So much."
He squeezed tighter.
"You're lucky," he added after a silent, but unusually comfortable moment.
"Why's that?"
He couldn't see her face, but he could hear the smile in her voice, if that was at all possible.
"Cuz you get to be the General Manager of THE Sexy Beast, Y2J!"
She laughed... then it was her turn to hold on tighter.
StephanieIrvine04: I had to leave it at a cliffhanger! I'm glad you want an update, and I got this up as soon as possible!
ERIN: Here I am, continuing. I'm glad you like the story, and keep replying with your input, please!
DCFanatic4life: It's great to get compliments from the Chris/Stephanie queen herself! I'm glad you're interested, and I'd appreciate your input on future chapters.
Y2julia: I'm glad you liked it! And after this one is done (when that will be I'm not sure) I'll try my hardest for more stories!
In a few weeks, my computer will be moved to my room (don't ask! Heh...) so I will have many more opportunities to write! Enjoy!
As they started to walk towards the grocery store, Stephanie headed to grab a cart from a guy bringing them back into the store. Afterward, she thanked him, and was surprised to see Chris reach out in front of her.
"No, let me," he said, taking the cart from her and pushing it at a nice pace towards the entrance.
"Well aren't you just a gentleman," she joked with a slight eye roll.
"Hey, I saw that! I AM a gentleman... that's how my mother raised me, after all!"
"Okay, okay. I usually like to start at this side, and work my way over," she replied, making gestures to the appropriate sides of the store.
They turned a corner, and found themselves in the dairy section. She selected some items, reading ingredients and nutrition facts before putting them in the cart in front of Chris.
"Milk.... Cheese... yogurt... I'm good here."
Chris laughed at her anal-retentive double-checking. Then grabbed some orange juice, putting it in the child-seat part of the cart, claiming it as his section. They walked around the store picking up random things, and found themselves in the cereal aisle. Stephanie was walking further down the aisle, looking for a specific brand. She couldn't really focus, though. Chris was back. Her best friend was here... and needed her help. She had to get him to mention that again, to get down to the bottom of the situation. Finally she concentrated enough to grab what she was looking for: Special K. Chris, on the other hand, was heading back towards her with the cart. She noticed that he had made a selection as well, and reached for the box resting in the cart near his stomach. She held back a laugh as she read the box.
"Captain Crunch?" she questioned, looking at him like he was crazy, but still holding back laughter... he could tell.
"Mmm hmm... with berries!"
She chuckled at that. Mission accomplished... she laughed!
He flashed her a childlike, yet charming smile, and reached down into the main part of the cart to see what she grabbed. He seemed to be appalled at her selection.
"Eew, Steph! You got old person cereal!"
"It's not old person cereal! It's healthy!"
"HEALTHY?!!? We can't have that!"
With that, he took her back a little ways, and tossed a different box at her. While she was going to read it, he took her Special K and put it back on the shelf.
"A Cinnamon Toast Crunch knockoff? Come on, Chris!"
He couldn't give up... he was just happy to see her smiling again. He took the box from her again, intending on reading one of the side panels. He started to speak before he read it.
"It's plenty healthy if that's what you're worried about..."
She grabbed the box back before he got a chance to actually read the nutrition facts.
"The first ingredient is sugar!"
"Then sugar it is," he proclaimed as he set it in the cart.
"You were always one to hold on to childhood," she slyly added, trying to get him to discuss the past.
"Still am..."
He decided now was a good time to ask her... she was talking about their history with a hint of happiness in her voice.
She had the same thoughts, and didn't want to hint for what she wanted anymore.
"What're you here for, Chris? Really... It would be great if you just want to see me, but you said you needed my help with something."
"Oh... that... I do. It's nothing to serious. You are going to think I sound way cocky here, but I have a lot of things to do lately. More than ever, actually... meetings, shows, interviews, TV spots, and other personal family-type things. I'm not just pointing this out to rub in your face that you are out of the company."
She was listening intently, but she couldn't say that didn't sting a bit.
"I see you noticed I was no longer around after that match... for real I mean, not Stephanie McMahon the character."
"Yeah, I found out the day after actually. From your confidante and mine, our dear friend Kurt. Explained the whole situation."
"Ahh...I see," she said in an understanding way, then thought of something.
"WAIT! Kurt must know that you live in Greenwich now! Why didn't he tell me!?"
"Don't blame this on Kurt! I asked him not to tell. Like I said, I've only been here for three months anyway, and I told him I was coming to see you. It's not his fault. He said he hasn't talked to you in a while anyway."
"Ok... fine. He hasn't. Continue, please."
"I'm sure you know that I've never been fond of asking people for help. Hence the lack of assistant, agents, or Santa's little helpers of any sort. But that's changed now. I need something, someone..."
"Oh, is that it? I still know people. I can get you someone very respon—,"she faded off as she noticed Chris say something.
"You."
"Huh?"
"You. I want you to help me out. Organize things... Run my professional life, basically. I know you could do it very well, Steph."
That was a big question. He said it was nothing serious! That would require her with him a lot of the time... that could be great, but she wanted alone time. Then something else struck her. She had her answer.
"It's very nice for you to ask Chris, but I don't think that would work out. I mean, I don't need a job right now, I honestly did get enough money when working for my dad to last me a long while, and, plus, what will people think? 'Oh, look. It's lowly Ms. McMahon. She used to be my boss, but now she's under the rankings of another wrestler.' I couldn't do that."
"Um... okay. Thanks for considering it," he said, acting as dejected as he could muster, all the time preparing himself to bring out the other details, and knowing she would accept. "I just figured that you'd be back in the action. Back in the company. Behind the scenes at Raw... the whole shebang... but that's fine Steph, I respect your decision."
"At Raw? You mean I could travel? With the company?"
"No, I expected you to stay here and work for me by phone! Do you honestly think I would do that? I mean, not only do I need help managing things, but I," he struggled, debating whether or not to finish, "miss you."
She couldn't help but find that incredibly sweet. And he had a great point... she wanted to be back in the company, but she really missed him too... so she told him so.
With a hug. Right there in the middle of the cereal aisle. They didn't even hug that much when they were really close. Only when they wouldn't be seeing each other for a while did they hug, and that was just a friendly, one arm, pat-on-the-back hug.
For him, though, it wasn't the hug that surprised him. It was the nice kiss on his cheek after she whispered in his ear.
"I would love too. I miss you too, you know. So much."
He squeezed tighter.
"You're lucky," he added after a silent, but unusually comfortable moment.
"Why's that?"
He couldn't see her face, but he could hear the smile in her voice, if that was at all possible.
"Cuz you get to be the General Manager of THE Sexy Beast, Y2J!"
She laughed... then it was her turn to hold on tighter.