Author's Notes - Here's the next chapter of A Second Chance. I'm sorry for
this being so short, but I could not for the life of me think of how to
write the damn date! I'm still not sure if I will write it or not. Maybe
you all can tell me what I should do about that. And maybe my muse will
stop by and give me some much needed help with the next chapter.
And time for some thank you's:
Eternal Sailor Serenity - What can I say but I love you girl! You've been such a big help with this fic by giving me ideas and reviews. I'm glad to have made such a good friend in you and I'm so totally going to miss you while you're gone. What am I going to do with out my evil sister Tyler?! See you in the RAW Bar later tonight!
Shadow - My ever-faithful reviewer for every chapter! I'm glad you're enjoying this and I hope I don't disappoint you with the rest of this fic.
Cassandra- I'm glad you're liking this too. Don't worry I don't have writers block *knocks on wood* I've been a little sick and busy with other projects. I'll be updating more frequently I hope.
XtremeWWEchick-Rocky's-Girl- I'm glad you like it so much.just don't yell at your computer too loud or they'll take you to one of those nice rooms with the padded walls.j/k.
Tyler Dumas- TYLER!!!! Thanks for the review. I'm glad you like it! Hope you enjoy this chapter and I'm getting over the minor writer's block I was having when we spoke earlier. I'm gonna miss you!
And for everyone else out there please review!!! I really do thrive off of feedback and I want to know what you think! The more reviews, the faster I get updates out there some times. Your comments motivate me. They really do, so please review.
Disclaimer - I do not own WWE or any of their characters or ANYTHING in this fic (including a good portion of the plot). I have a mortal fear of lawyers so please don't sue me. This is just for fun.
A Friendly Visit
Adam was sitting in his room nervously when there was a knock at the door. He got up to open it and saw Jason Reso standing on the other side.
"So let me get this strait," Jay said walking into the room. "You go up to Amy this morning acting like a lunatic because of some bad dream, you cried, left running to the elevator like a crazy person, and then you went back downstairs five minutes later and finally asked Amy on a date?" If Chris only knew, he thought.
"Uh yeah, that's about it," he said quickly hoping Jay would just drop it but, knowing Chris, that wasn't going to happen.
"So, it must have been some nightmare. Trish said you were looking at Amy like you had seen a ghost and you thought it was Wednesday. Dude, you didn't drink with us last night! What the hell happened?" Jay looked at his friend expectantly.
"I just had this horrible nightmare, that's all. It just sort of made me realize.Look; you've been bugging me to ask Amy out for months now. I did it, so what's the problem?" Adam was getting aggravated, he had three days to show Amy how much he loved her, two shows, and one appearance to make. All of that was a lot of pressure for him to handle.
"I know I've been bugging you to ask her out. And I'm glad you finally did, really, I am, it's just," he paused before cracking a smile, "but did you really cry?"
"I don't have a clue as to what you're talking about." Adam was not about to admit to his best friend from childhood that he probably had shed a tear when he saw Amy alive and well.
"Really, because Trish told me that when you stopped choking Amy in a hug she saw what looked suspiciously like a tear on your cheek." Jay smiled as he looked at his guilty friend. He decided a slight change of subject might be a good idea. "That must have been one hell of a nightmare though. What happened?"
"Nothing," Adam lied, "it was nothing."
"Right, well, what ever 'nothing' was that happened in that dream; it's a good thing because you've got a date with Amy!" He playfully punched his friend. "But hey, I better get going, I have an appearance to make but, I want to hear all about this date later." Jay got up and walked over to the door and smiled at his friend before walking out.
~*~
At 1:30 Adam walked down the hall to what he knew was Amy's room with a bouquet of multi-colored tulips in hand and nervously knocked on the door. A few seconds later Amy opened the door and Adam found himself speechless. She was wearing a black tank top with silver and red flames going up it with a pair of tight black pants. She looked beautiful.
"Hey, I'm all ready to go," she said with a smile. Adam stood there still speechless as Amy stood in the doorway. "Um.are those for me?" She pointed at the tulips and Adam shook out of his stupor.
"Uh yeah, they are. Here," he handed her the bouquet as they walked into her room. "You look beautiful Amy." She giggled as she took the ice bucket and filled it with water to put the flowers in for now.
"Why thank you Adam, you don't look so bad yourself," she said with a wink. She walked over to the dresser, grabbed her purse, and smiled. "So what are we doing today?"
"Well, I was thinking we could go to this nice little Italian restaurant downtown, and then we can walk around the shops before we have to get to the arena," he said nervously. "But if that's not good for you we can."
"That sounds wonderful," said Amy cutting him off. She walked over to the door. "Let's go." She smiled and they linked arms as they walked down the hall towards the elevator.
And time for some thank you's:
Eternal Sailor Serenity - What can I say but I love you girl! You've been such a big help with this fic by giving me ideas and reviews. I'm glad to have made such a good friend in you and I'm so totally going to miss you while you're gone. What am I going to do with out my evil sister Tyler?! See you in the RAW Bar later tonight!
Shadow - My ever-faithful reviewer for every chapter! I'm glad you're enjoying this and I hope I don't disappoint you with the rest of this fic.
Cassandra- I'm glad you're liking this too. Don't worry I don't have writers block *knocks on wood* I've been a little sick and busy with other projects. I'll be updating more frequently I hope.
XtremeWWEchick-Rocky's-Girl- I'm glad you like it so much.just don't yell at your computer too loud or they'll take you to one of those nice rooms with the padded walls.j/k.
Tyler Dumas- TYLER!!!! Thanks for the review. I'm glad you like it! Hope you enjoy this chapter and I'm getting over the minor writer's block I was having when we spoke earlier. I'm gonna miss you!
And for everyone else out there please review!!! I really do thrive off of feedback and I want to know what you think! The more reviews, the faster I get updates out there some times. Your comments motivate me. They really do, so please review.
Disclaimer - I do not own WWE or any of their characters or ANYTHING in this fic (including a good portion of the plot). I have a mortal fear of lawyers so please don't sue me. This is just for fun.
A Friendly Visit
Adam was sitting in his room nervously when there was a knock at the door. He got up to open it and saw Jason Reso standing on the other side.
"So let me get this strait," Jay said walking into the room. "You go up to Amy this morning acting like a lunatic because of some bad dream, you cried, left running to the elevator like a crazy person, and then you went back downstairs five minutes later and finally asked Amy on a date?" If Chris only knew, he thought.
"Uh yeah, that's about it," he said quickly hoping Jay would just drop it but, knowing Chris, that wasn't going to happen.
"So, it must have been some nightmare. Trish said you were looking at Amy like you had seen a ghost and you thought it was Wednesday. Dude, you didn't drink with us last night! What the hell happened?" Jay looked at his friend expectantly.
"I just had this horrible nightmare, that's all. It just sort of made me realize.Look; you've been bugging me to ask Amy out for months now. I did it, so what's the problem?" Adam was getting aggravated, he had three days to show Amy how much he loved her, two shows, and one appearance to make. All of that was a lot of pressure for him to handle.
"I know I've been bugging you to ask her out. And I'm glad you finally did, really, I am, it's just," he paused before cracking a smile, "but did you really cry?"
"I don't have a clue as to what you're talking about." Adam was not about to admit to his best friend from childhood that he probably had shed a tear when he saw Amy alive and well.
"Really, because Trish told me that when you stopped choking Amy in a hug she saw what looked suspiciously like a tear on your cheek." Jay smiled as he looked at his guilty friend. He decided a slight change of subject might be a good idea. "That must have been one hell of a nightmare though. What happened?"
"Nothing," Adam lied, "it was nothing."
"Right, well, what ever 'nothing' was that happened in that dream; it's a good thing because you've got a date with Amy!" He playfully punched his friend. "But hey, I better get going, I have an appearance to make but, I want to hear all about this date later." Jay got up and walked over to the door and smiled at his friend before walking out.
~*~
At 1:30 Adam walked down the hall to what he knew was Amy's room with a bouquet of multi-colored tulips in hand and nervously knocked on the door. A few seconds later Amy opened the door and Adam found himself speechless. She was wearing a black tank top with silver and red flames going up it with a pair of tight black pants. She looked beautiful.
"Hey, I'm all ready to go," she said with a smile. Adam stood there still speechless as Amy stood in the doorway. "Um.are those for me?" She pointed at the tulips and Adam shook out of his stupor.
"Uh yeah, they are. Here," he handed her the bouquet as they walked into her room. "You look beautiful Amy." She giggled as she took the ice bucket and filled it with water to put the flowers in for now.
"Why thank you Adam, you don't look so bad yourself," she said with a wink. She walked over to the dresser, grabbed her purse, and smiled. "So what are we doing today?"
"Well, I was thinking we could go to this nice little Italian restaurant downtown, and then we can walk around the shops before we have to get to the arena," he said nervously. "But if that's not good for you we can."
"That sounds wonderful," said Amy cutting him off. She walked over to the door. "Let's go." She smiled and they linked arms as they walked down the hall towards the elevator.