She watched as the monster had destroyed him, and then left him in
the ring, lying beside the referee. As he stood, she breathed a sigh of
relief and waited patiently for him to walk through the locker room doors.
Tomko kept a strong hand on her shoulder in efforts to keep her from
running out into the hall.
Chris stumbled down the stairs and watched as the crewmembers rushed to his side. He waved them off, and pushed the sweaty hair out of his face. When he heard a female voice from behind him, he thought it was someone, but it turned out to be someone else.
"Chris, oh my god are you okay Sweetie?"
"Yeah, I'm fine..." Turning around he saw the source of the voice. "...Stephanie."
"God, that was a pretty nasty choke slam."
"Yeah it was fine."
"Awe, look at you."
"Steph seriously, I'm okay."
She used one hand and cupped Chris' cheek in it. Trish had been walking down the hall and noticed Stephanie walking up to Chris. She knew what she had seen, and didn't want to see it any longer. As she turned around, the tears began to fall from her eyes. Running back to the locker room, a big strong arm caught her just as she was about to fall.
"Edge, please let me go."
"Trish what's wrong?"
"Nothing I just want to get back to my locker room okay?"
"If nothing is wrong, why are you crying. Where's Chris?"
"With his 'business' partner."
"Whoa, what?"
"Yeah, he's out there, with Stephanie. Who means nothing to him."
"Come here." He pulled her close to his chest. "Look, Chris loves you, and I know that for sure. What you must have seen was a misunderstanding and trust me, Stephanie is nothing to Chris."
"I just wanna go back to my hotel okay?"
"Don't do anything stupid, Babe. Nothing happened, I promise you."
"I'll talk to you later. If you see Chris, tell him he needs to get his own hotel room."
"And why's that. I won't be staying with my girlfriend tonight?"
"Gee, Stephanie doesn't want you there Chris?"
"What the hell is that supposed to mean Trish?"
"I saw you with Stephanie after your match. And trust me, you really looked like you had a girlfriend then."
"Trish, I thought that was you coming behind me, not Stephanie. And yes, she did make a pass at me but it meant nothing. All of it means nothing to me anymore. Stephanie was once, and you are now. You are the most important thing in my life right now Trish. More important than anything else."
"Well how the hell do you think I feel when I see Stephanie looking at you the way she does? The way you talk to her almost every night after your matches before you even talk to me. Do you think I appreciate that? I want to congratulate you on a job well done..."
"Then you can Trish. Just don't be afraid to come wait for me. Apparently Stephanie isn't."
"Stephanie, huh? Well the next time you won't be so lucky to get off this easy."
"Baby you know I love you."
"Okay you guys now that we've got that cleared up, I'm going to head back to my locker room."
Chris wiped the tears from Trish's eyes, and Edge left. Wrapping his arms around Trish's waist, he pulled her into him and she rested her head on his shoulder. She put her injured hand around his neck and her free hand on his chin turning his face towards her.
"I love you too."
He pressed his lips to her forehead and let go of her waist. Grabbing her hand, he led her back to their locker room. Tomko was seated on the couch watching the rest of Raw on their T.V. Trish walked to her bag and got a tissue as Chris grabbed a pair of pants and a shirt.
"I'm going to go take a shower. I'll be ready to go soon, okay?"
"All right. I'll wait here with Ty."
Chris walked into the shower room, and Trish heard the showers turn on. After a few minutes she heard a soft knock at the door.
"Chris, are you in here?"
Trish opened the door to see Stephanie standing there.
"No, he's busy, but his Girlfriend, is here."
"Sorry Trish. Tell Chris I need to talk to him when he gets a chance."
"And I'm sure he won't."
She slammed the door in Stephanie's face, which caused Tyson to jump. He looked at her for a moment, and saw the angry glare in her eyes.
"She must have some nerve coming here to see a man who has a girlfriend. Then proceed to tell his girlfriend she needs to talk to him when he has a chance. What is she thinking?"
"Obviously she wasn't thinkin' Trish."
"Guess not, Ty."
"Well I am ready to go. How about you my sexy girlfriend."
"Chris, for starters you are not going out...with just a towel on."
"Oh yeah? I thought you liked me like this."
"I like you, all to myself, with just a towel on."
"Well, maybe you'll get what you like back at the hotel."
"Hmm then let's get going!"
"Aha! Let me just put some pants on and maybe a shirt."
Chris rushed back to the shower room to get dressed. Trish put her things in her bag, and her title belt on the top of everything and zipped her duffle bag. Chris reappeared and put his things back in his own bag, and shouldered it. After Trish gave him the okay, he shouldered her bag as well. Tyson turned off the monitor and the three of them walked out of the locker room. In the parking garage fans that had decided to leave the arena were waiting for the superstars to come out. Chris and Tomko decided to sign a few things, and since Trish couldn't, she took pictures with the fans.
Trish watched as Chris interacted so well with the fans. He also took pictures with a few of them, and laughed at everything they said. Whether is was known to the fans or not that they were a couple, she grabbed Chris' hand and said they had to go. She thanked them all for being there, and they walked off to their car. Since Chris drove, Tyson decided he would drive back to the hotel.
"Want me to come to New York with you this week?"
"Why would you want to come to New York?"
"Hmm, to be with you maybe?"
"Well I'll only be gone on Thursday and then I'll see you Friday."
"Does that mean you're coming back to Toronto? Or do I have to go to Tampa?"
"Whatever you want to do. We can drive to Toronto since we're closer."
"Are you sure you wanna go?"
"I'll go anywhere with you."
She reached over the front seat and twirled his hair in her fingers. He grabbed them and kissed each and everyone separately. She laughed at him and pulled her hand away. Sitting back in her seat, she looked out the window and saw the various people walking down the street. With her head leaning on her hand, she listened to the music playing in the car. 'I love you too Chris,' she whispered as Tyson pulled into the hotel parking lot.
[I really didn't know how to end it. Hmph. Okay R&R, and next week you'll hopefully have a quick update. And I'm debating over whether or not to post a few of my other fics I've been writing. Eh, lemme know what you think I should do. -D.S]
Chris stumbled down the stairs and watched as the crewmembers rushed to his side. He waved them off, and pushed the sweaty hair out of his face. When he heard a female voice from behind him, he thought it was someone, but it turned out to be someone else.
"Chris, oh my god are you okay Sweetie?"
"Yeah, I'm fine..." Turning around he saw the source of the voice. "...Stephanie."
"God, that was a pretty nasty choke slam."
"Yeah it was fine."
"Awe, look at you."
"Steph seriously, I'm okay."
She used one hand and cupped Chris' cheek in it. Trish had been walking down the hall and noticed Stephanie walking up to Chris. She knew what she had seen, and didn't want to see it any longer. As she turned around, the tears began to fall from her eyes. Running back to the locker room, a big strong arm caught her just as she was about to fall.
"Edge, please let me go."
"Trish what's wrong?"
"Nothing I just want to get back to my locker room okay?"
"If nothing is wrong, why are you crying. Where's Chris?"
"With his 'business' partner."
"Whoa, what?"
"Yeah, he's out there, with Stephanie. Who means nothing to him."
"Come here." He pulled her close to his chest. "Look, Chris loves you, and I know that for sure. What you must have seen was a misunderstanding and trust me, Stephanie is nothing to Chris."
"I just wanna go back to my hotel okay?"
"Don't do anything stupid, Babe. Nothing happened, I promise you."
"I'll talk to you later. If you see Chris, tell him he needs to get his own hotel room."
"And why's that. I won't be staying with my girlfriend tonight?"
"Gee, Stephanie doesn't want you there Chris?"
"What the hell is that supposed to mean Trish?"
"I saw you with Stephanie after your match. And trust me, you really looked like you had a girlfriend then."
"Trish, I thought that was you coming behind me, not Stephanie. And yes, she did make a pass at me but it meant nothing. All of it means nothing to me anymore. Stephanie was once, and you are now. You are the most important thing in my life right now Trish. More important than anything else."
"Well how the hell do you think I feel when I see Stephanie looking at you the way she does? The way you talk to her almost every night after your matches before you even talk to me. Do you think I appreciate that? I want to congratulate you on a job well done..."
"Then you can Trish. Just don't be afraid to come wait for me. Apparently Stephanie isn't."
"Stephanie, huh? Well the next time you won't be so lucky to get off this easy."
"Baby you know I love you."
"Okay you guys now that we've got that cleared up, I'm going to head back to my locker room."
Chris wiped the tears from Trish's eyes, and Edge left. Wrapping his arms around Trish's waist, he pulled her into him and she rested her head on his shoulder. She put her injured hand around his neck and her free hand on his chin turning his face towards her.
"I love you too."
He pressed his lips to her forehead and let go of her waist. Grabbing her hand, he led her back to their locker room. Tomko was seated on the couch watching the rest of Raw on their T.V. Trish walked to her bag and got a tissue as Chris grabbed a pair of pants and a shirt.
"I'm going to go take a shower. I'll be ready to go soon, okay?"
"All right. I'll wait here with Ty."
Chris walked into the shower room, and Trish heard the showers turn on. After a few minutes she heard a soft knock at the door.
"Chris, are you in here?"
Trish opened the door to see Stephanie standing there.
"No, he's busy, but his Girlfriend, is here."
"Sorry Trish. Tell Chris I need to talk to him when he gets a chance."
"And I'm sure he won't."
She slammed the door in Stephanie's face, which caused Tyson to jump. He looked at her for a moment, and saw the angry glare in her eyes.
"She must have some nerve coming here to see a man who has a girlfriend. Then proceed to tell his girlfriend she needs to talk to him when he has a chance. What is she thinking?"
"Obviously she wasn't thinkin' Trish."
"Guess not, Ty."
"Well I am ready to go. How about you my sexy girlfriend."
"Chris, for starters you are not going out...with just a towel on."
"Oh yeah? I thought you liked me like this."
"I like you, all to myself, with just a towel on."
"Well, maybe you'll get what you like back at the hotel."
"Hmm then let's get going!"
"Aha! Let me just put some pants on and maybe a shirt."
Chris rushed back to the shower room to get dressed. Trish put her things in her bag, and her title belt on the top of everything and zipped her duffle bag. Chris reappeared and put his things back in his own bag, and shouldered it. After Trish gave him the okay, he shouldered her bag as well. Tyson turned off the monitor and the three of them walked out of the locker room. In the parking garage fans that had decided to leave the arena were waiting for the superstars to come out. Chris and Tomko decided to sign a few things, and since Trish couldn't, she took pictures with the fans.
Trish watched as Chris interacted so well with the fans. He also took pictures with a few of them, and laughed at everything they said. Whether is was known to the fans or not that they were a couple, she grabbed Chris' hand and said they had to go. She thanked them all for being there, and they walked off to their car. Since Chris drove, Tyson decided he would drive back to the hotel.
"Want me to come to New York with you this week?"
"Why would you want to come to New York?"
"Hmm, to be with you maybe?"
"Well I'll only be gone on Thursday and then I'll see you Friday."
"Does that mean you're coming back to Toronto? Or do I have to go to Tampa?"
"Whatever you want to do. We can drive to Toronto since we're closer."
"Are you sure you wanna go?"
"I'll go anywhere with you."
She reached over the front seat and twirled his hair in her fingers. He grabbed them and kissed each and everyone separately. She laughed at him and pulled her hand away. Sitting back in her seat, she looked out the window and saw the various people walking down the street. With her head leaning on her hand, she listened to the music playing in the car. 'I love you too Chris,' she whispered as Tyson pulled into the hotel parking lot.
[I really didn't know how to end it. Hmph. Okay R&R, and next week you'll hopefully have a quick update. And I'm debating over whether or not to post a few of my other fics I've been writing. Eh, lemme know what you think I should do. -D.S]